Getting trapped in their emotions is quite a daily cup of tea for some people. Though the sun gives or probably grants them a fresh start, yet they wait for the moon. Nights become their best friends you may say as they can then unveil their true selves. Through out the day the strong voices in their head wander around and try to dominate them. Moreover their sorrows try to drown them. They so want to run but there is no escape. They feel so helpless. They don't want to be in such a situation but then these thoughts, these emotions hover over them. But what do they choose to do? They choose to stay silent, in hope that this phase would slowly pass. But instead this web of emotions gets complicated. Their wait for them to pass never ends. Their courage dilutes slowly and their fear trounces them to utter extent. Gradually they accept these emotions and sorrows. They embrace them within. Their presence becomes so strong that they turn into addiction. But as mentioned that nights become their best friends, so every night the mask falls off. Underneath the blanket where there is no one watching them they scream silently and shed out the unheard fears, the unheard sorrows and their unheard emotions and then they find themselves breaking down and falling asleep on a pillow which is soaked with their emotions but then again in the morning it is all dried up.
