Uncertain, unstable and searching ground.

What can possibly cure the chaos in my mind? No alcohol will do, no music suffice. In a crowd, I find myself alone-with the sounds in my head. The night becomes a dreaded stretch of long silent hours. The world seems asleep and at peace. I console myself thinking maybe I'm not the only one crying myself to sleep tonight . But that doesn't seem to be of much help. The sounds turn into a frenzied banging of drums now...rhythms of which is out of sync with the throbbing in my head. That just makes it worse. Its too quiet outside. Oh god...let me get through this night. Let it be morning soon so I can finally rest my head on the pillow and hope of a dreamless sleep, amidst daytime noises that drown those in my head. Uncertainity is a wretched state of being.