And under the night sky our minds run rampant, with all of our thoughts consuming us one worry at a time. the clock is ticking and the night sky turns to day light and our mind only grows darker as the day grows brighter. We suffer. We suffer in silence, and drive ourselves mad because the voices within want to be heard. They want guidance, they want love, they want understanding, but they lack all of it because we don't speak. Those voices inside us, are us. We just want help, we just want to be loved, we just want to be understood.
