when I look up at the moon I cant contain the ability to smile , because when I look at it I realise how dark the night is , how cold it gets and in all that darkness theres but a single light.

times are hard now , we start finding that people who once made us feel special now insult us and bring us down.

We find ourselves sleeping away into an empty , lonely abyss  never to find someone to pull us out of it , and we sleep with the thought of being alone forever.

But morning comes and the sun rises chasing away the demons and giving us light and warmth.

we don't need anyone to stand by us , befriend us or be with us because we can make it on our own