Insomnia

As I lay awake, so late in time it could be fairly dubbed early, I find myself thinking. My thoughts cloud my vision and rain guilt, fear, hatred, and regret. These emotions follow me through life - like demons gnawing at my eyes. I see no good and only perceive evil. People kill, curse, and take great advantage of others. It’s hard to blame these people, though, because it is within one’s nature. I should say that the purest of people in this world are true to their own self-interest. So then what, I often ask myself, is my utmost interest? Purpose is a powerful idea. Without purpose, there is no meaning to existence. Why must I exist if said purpose is so considerably difficult to recognize?

As I lay awake, I will continue to raise conflict within my head. It will keep me up. It will keep me sane.

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[Mara]

I'm all too familiar with insomnia and its thoughts like these that keep me awake and wondering,
thanks for sharing this great short story!:)