OVERFLOW

Credits- Google Images

"OVERFLOW!" My brain sends this weird signal to my tear ducts every night. It's been over a month now and every time I feel things will surely be better, they mock at the mirage I choose to create over and over again. Things never really do get any better, instead, the pain of it keeps piling up.

It's easier to say to be positive, but it doesn't work all the time. Even the strongest of humans have a breaking point and mine was reached long ago. Every night, I try to envelop myself in my tired arms, wanting me to believe that everything's fine. But how long those already tired arms can support? I move a little to the right and hug the headrest of my bed as tightly as I can. Stronger and Sturdier -way better than those fragile arms.

The signals get way more intense and I feel my vision blurring out. Indeed replaying all those memories before sleep wasn't a good idea. I look towards the window rubbing my painful eyes. Having spotted the Orion, I smile a bit -trying to energize my soul. Orion comes to visit my blurry nights regularly and I love having it by my side, shining as brightly as ever through the window. I keep staring at it till the muscles of my eye can bear no more. I feel them getting heavier and heavier till I can remember anymore.

Credits- Google Images, showing the beautiful constellation Orion.

The wall clock hits 8 and the vibrations of the gong start filling up the milieu of my room. After putting a lot of strain, my eyes finally adapt themselves to the morning brightness. My body used to ache for hugging the headrest so long, but it eventually gave up and considered defeat in front of the 'OVERFLOW' command. I look out, unconsciously touching my window panes only to find the Orion disappeared. I feel a slight melancholy for having lost my night buddy. " Things change" I smile sadly to myself thinking of the constellation brightening up somebody else's night. I get up, wearing my 'happiness' and 'positivity' armour - ready to fight today's battle, ready to spread happiness around, ready to make a positive impact on the world around me.

It is funny how things don't actually change after wearing the armour, you HAVE to fight anyway. Yet, just the feel of armour provides so much strength. I return to the base camp after the really long day, only to find the Orion peaking inside. "Hello Buddy, here we meet again" I stare back at those twinkling beauties that make up its body. I hug my headrest - before the vision gets all blurry again.


Love,
LIFENICHE.