Glimpses of Time

And it's during those glimpses of time, when the world is silent, draped under the sheath of the dark, when even the stars have refused to shine and the moon has obscured itself, somewhere unknown, because even the clouds have abandoned the sky, when this overwhelming feeling of loneliness overtakes. When the heart is caged within sorrows and there is no escape. There is no path, no vent to let those crumpling thoughts out. And its during those glimpses of time, when you befriend yourself, as your tears speak a foreign language that no one, no one but only you can understand. Its during those glimpses of time, when you realize how much you need yourself.