So help me

I'm tired. I'm so tired. Work hasn't been smooth. Home hasn't been peaceful. Why do you come at my throat when it's just you and me from now on? I haven't done anything out of the ordinary. I just live my life as per normal and I get a fucking sudden train of nagging. Why? I haven't done anything. So isn't it you then? You're just venting on me. I'm so fucking tired I wna get away. I'm so tired I actually cried myself to sleep two nights ago. I'm really fucking done with everything. But I'm a coward. All I do is escape into my study room, music blasting into my Marshall headphones. And then when the world's asleep at an unearthly hour, I go out for a walk in my hoodie and sweats, find myself an outdoor bench in the darkest possible spot, and then with my hands nestled in my hoodie pocket, all I do is prop my head up against the bench to stare up at the night sky. Because when everyone keeps coming at me when they're awake, what can I do other than to enjoy the silence of when they're not?