sometimes I can’t sleep at night. My anxieties tap on my mind and awaken me with all the worries and insecurities that I consistently try to hide. I lay awake and think of all the mistakes that I’ve made, and the things I’ve said that I shouldn’t have and don’t forget about the things that I never got to say. Sometimes I can’t sleep at night because when the city goes quiet my mind becomes loud because it knows it’s time to be silent but it wants to uproar and pull me down the rabbit hole into a dark tunnel of my anxieties. Suffocated and shortened of breath, sometimes I can’t sleep at night.