Lost in thoughts

Every night, before going to sleep, that girl confines herself within a barrier of pillows. That shrimp coverage gives her a sense of security. She feels that no one could enter that confinement. She feels she could sleep peacefully without any external interference. But what about that continuous turmoil of thoughts she has, which engages both her mind and heart? Even after she has made her own sense of security to guard herself against the peripheral world, she can't stay at peace due to her inner self. Would she be able to get up to the world the next morning, would she be able to make up to that tenacity, would she have someone to open up to, would she be able to take up her own stand, would she be a win-win each time, would she don't come across any failure, and by chance if she collapses, would she be able to get her back? All these questions are actually a fleck in front of the umpteen speculations that she sleeps with. Amidst them, she thinks a mere pillow barrier wil