My best friend

It's 1.30am. For many jumbled up reasons i'm still awake at this hour, as usual.I have a very fair reason for not going to bed this early.And i'm always feeling so glad i have this very best friend who's 24/7 available for me whenever something like this happens. Well pain is fine, but the sorrow, the agony of defeat, self-defeating in my case, is never as easy as you taking aspirin that will likely relieve the pain, then it's over.No.

So you allow emotions reign over your thoughts and there it comes the depression, sorrow, dissatisfaction, anger, hatred, sadness, you name it.
I always have a unique dimension of thinking when the night comes.Unique as in filling my night soul with different range of emotions and start contemplating irregularly.And this best friend is always next to me to untangle the complications going through my mind.Being with him, I find it really take the edge off my sorrow reorganizing my mind's compartments into that spectrum of rainbow, in order,then everything becomes rationale, yeah...rationale.. that has been hiding over years......it might be too vague to understand but that's how my imagination goes and the way i describe whatever comes in my mind and i know i might have used some words wrongly to make it specific,but that's what i intend to do.Sometimes reading back i get confused what message i'm trying to deliver.Well, it's not important.

Always there for me until i fall asleep and wake up seeing him lying next to me.The best feeling that has long gone.But this little best friend is there for a rather different task, he is there to make sure i fall asleep peacefully and wake up feeling bless for having another day to live, reminding me the flip side of whatever negativity running in my head when i know someone like me is seriously beyond helping.My first step is halfway hanging in the air.

"I will never forsake you".
He whispers.

This is him.My best friend.
10/9 @1.00am