Pitch Black.

Well, It's past midnight.
Lights off.
All black, everything.
It's literally pitch black.
But the screen on which I now type.

It's quiet.
I don't like noise.
But I don't like the silence of...
Knowing that only a lone pair of hands,
Types to a space of nothing.

I'm meant to be asleep.
I'm meant to be studying.
Sleeping on it,
So to speak.
Hahaha

Two big tests to knock down
Tomorrow.
Then to celebrate?
Whether pass or fail?
There's work.

Not for my man TSD tho.
That boy better be havin' his fun.
Makin' his special day special,
For his cookie =P
He knows what I mean.
Congratulations to you my brother.

Sleep soundly.
I'll protect you all from right here.
Rest easy.


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo