3 AM

My window is open
but I hear nothing.
The wind is blowing
but the sound of the breeze slips past my ears.
The rain falls
but the soft melody never floats my way.
The world is mute
dark
cold.
All I can hear is my own heart
beating inconsistently
making it difficult to sleep.

My thoughts are carried to the darkest depths of the universe
were only the stars can hear their frantic pleas for help.
They only shine back in reply,
"You are on your own."
What a wonderful life.