I often find
that when the sun goes down,
all the feelings I had been trying to suppress
come up
There's something about being in the dark
that brings my emotions to light
But I no longer find the dark
the scariest thing about the night
It now terrifies me
to see the sky turn purple and pink
Because my eyes
seem to automatically blur from tears
and I immediately feel overwhelmed
Too afraid to even lay myself down
Because if I do,
I will choke on my own twisted notions
of the love that was
and could have been
So I sit staring out my window
gazing into the dark abyss
that I feel is swallowing me alive
and wait for the sun to rise
and wait until morning