there's something about a 2am break from the world.

the complete silence as if the world had stopped before my very own eyes; the one rare chance to hear myself breathe and realize that I am still, in fact, alive; complete feel of freedom, as if i could do anything i desire at this moment; a rush of imaginative wind that blows so freely against my heartbeat, I could almost feel it; like a breath of fresh air from this crazy world, the rhythmic sound of my fingers typing across the keyboard takes me beyond my deepest thoughts.

you were wrong.

i am free