At 2 Am

You keep staying awake at 2 AM. You write, and write, and write. Then one night, a thought struck you. A thought that your words are useless because it can’t save people. It can’t save humanity. It can’t put a heart’s broken pieces back together. It can’t heal a wounded soul. But then you realize the reason why you keep writing. You write because that is how you save your own life, at least. You write because that is how you give your heart its own comfort. You write because that is how your soul console itself. You write to help yourself take away all the toxic thoughts you have in mind. So you keep staying awake at 2 AM. You keep writing. You keep staying awake and writing until you fall asleep.