Sometimes I sleep peacefully, other times I beg sleep to come to me. This time, I lie awake waiting for my morning with tears streaming down my face; and the wetness of the pillow beneath my head. How many days have I been crying for?
I get up to look outside my window and it is dark. I try to watch the stars from my window but I cannot see any. How long will these seasons last for? I have been waiting and praying for my morning to come and every time it feels like the sky is getting darker by the day. I cannot even see a glimpse of dawn approaching.
I think my sun has refused to rise up! What do I need to do for my light to appear? I’m tired of crying, help me lord! Sometimes, I think I see the stars’ and there are times, like today, my clouds are just dark. I am tired of thinking about this situation. I constantly ask myself, why can’t my life be like the people around me. Oh! I have learnt that people show you their victories and not their struggles.