The tiring song of the world, the bushes making hush sounds. The bird's tweet silently, it's just things I wish to see. A few of them. Something calm. A thing that might help me cope with whatever tragedies have gone through my life. We were in the room, both of us. Two beds separate from each other. I was laying on one and Lily was sitting on the other. A loud sigh was done with my mouth, my hand pointing in the direction of the light. A lamp from glass and fireflies inside. A jar with them. There is a small piece of the material above it and a rope going down to head level. Probably to turn the light off.
"This happened again… I again did that, Lily. I- I- It's hard to keep it to myself. I don't know how to control it actually. It's just overwhelming."