The day was normal. Nothing much seemed to happen.
Went to school. Came back home. Had a wash. Filled my stomach and went to bed. As i looked at the ceiling wondering blankly what was in store for me as I moved on.
But one thing was for sure, things had started to change, and I was not the only one in this empty void feeling lost. There were others.

I set my focus on Finding these others and connecting with them. Reason only one's who suffer understand. I needed people to understand. Those who did... *sigh* .... My quest is new and i rise with hope for a better future to look into, as these thoughts worked through my head, sleep seemed to take me victim even before i knew it. I was glad. Nocturnal life is being led, but if this is what is needed it will be put up with. I search for words to express my feelings. I stare. I leave.........................

There is more.

No sleep has been felt by the mind or the eyes of one so lost, "why?" would be an excellent question to ask, but not a proper answer has been found. Everyone in his life started getting busy. He was let to feel his loneliness completely.

His dream of death was also another reason which brought him back to consciousness everytime he shut his eyes, the world collapsed on the shoulders he once felt could survive anything, EVERYTHING!. But no, it was not so. He kept himself awake in loneliness and used the company of his phone and his television to let him know what was going around in this so empty world. His friends were there to comfort him but not at the cost of their sleep.
He wished everything would end but it did not. It grew on him and made him weak. He still tries to figure his out, but his strength often fails him of this task. Now he waits as the ghost of silence moves on.............................................................

The good thing right now is that i still breathe.