It’s happening again. My tears are slowly coming.

This time of day is the hardest. Why, oh why does this keep happening?

It’s 2 AM, and I’m struggling to not pretend.

To pretend this past of mine isn’t real.

To feel as if this is really no big deal.

Can you hear the shouts coming from within?

The screams of agony and depression.

Make it stop, make it end.

 

It’s not fair. My eyes are becoming swollen.

This time of night is the scariest. Why, oh why must I be like this?

It’s now quiet, and I’m thinking about it.

The thoughts of being forgotten.

The mind of being no one.

Why are you not here to help me feel important?

The playing of the mind and heart broken emotions.

Take the pain, it’s my proclamation. 

 

It’s starting to hurt. My sadness is stupid!

This moment in time is pathetic. Why, oh why is this repetitive? 

It’s killing me, and I’m not able to fight it.

I can’t stop the sadness.

I am so hopeless and a damsel in distress!

Is this how it’s going to be every night of my life?

Trying to hold back the memories and moments.

I need you to understand this, be patient.

 

It’s ending now. My thoughts are tiring.

This moment of pain is over. Why, oh why can’t this ever go away?

It’s now nothing, and it forever will be.

My thoughts are my own.

They are just for me.

What stopped you from listening to my cry?

I waited for you all night and now is not the time.

I will always be like this, I do this every night.