random late night thoughts

Life transitions are some of the most difficult things I have ever had to go through. Throughout my past there have been many transitions, but I have breezed through them because there were more important things to look forward to. Now I find myself in a loss. I have nothing to look forward to and only memories, happy and sad, that haunt my present. I sleep little at night, lying awake in the arms of a ghost, holding onto nothing but thoughts that drive me insane. It is the reality of changing that scares me from the possibility of "what-ifs" Sometimes pushing me so far away from all of it, that the only "what-if" I see is an empty room with chaos written on the wall