in the darkness

I walk into the restaurant with a notebook and a novel in my hand, a pen and my iPod in my pocket, jumbled along with my keys and earphones all tangled. That pocket might even aptly describe the state of my head at the moment, and for as long as I can remember, an absolute mess.

There's no-one here., I made sure of it before I even thought of coming here. I head to the table I picked for myself when I looked up pictures of the place. It's dark, with a few lamps here and there, the perfect place to sit and drown my sorrows in. It's been a good few weeks since I've had any proper food, not that I have the appetite for it now, but trying doesn't hurt.

'The peace I found in the stars, I can't find anymore. The speck of lights only remind me of the soul that could've enjoyed them with me.' I pen down on my notebook and close it and stuff my pen into my pocket.

I found my peace in the darkness today.

It's time.