Written at 3 am in January

[Queen Dopamine]

It’s a rare night.

Sleepless. Slightly haunted. In a good way though.
Feeling the memories of past nights reverberate in my bones.
My skin remembers what my head does not.
Things that other people said to me echo in my brain like I just heard it yesterday
But it has been so much longer than that.

Everything feels so far away.
I’m behind a veil.
I’m looking sideways.
I feel a thousand things that I said before on my lips tonight again.
I’m aching to be young, until I remember that I am young.
But where did the rest of my years go?
I spent them all to get to this moment.

I’ve been here before. 
But I’ve never felt like I belonged.
I see the signs everywhere.
I don’t know if I want to stay.
But I don’t know if I can leave.

[Mai Xiong]

Yea. I understand and relate to an extend.

Some nights, I feel sleeply and I could really sleep
But the little bug in my head kept me awake
Then I realize, I see a lot, thousands of words and dull images but none are real

[LostSoul99]

I love this poem. It's lovely! A part of me can relate but I think all MDers can to an extent. :)