The night was once his friend
for it brought him solitude,
peace and rest but now
it has betrayed him.
Now it brought him nothing
but unwelcome thoughts and memories.
Every night he would lie down
and feel nothing but the hollow space in his heart.
Trying his best to fall asleep but it was no use.
Every single night he would think about the what ifs
and the things he could’ve said or done,
just so he could imagine how beautiful and perfect his life could be.
Every night he would cry himself to sleep
for it was all he could do.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
The night was once his friend
for it brought him solitude,
peace and rest but now
it has betrayed him.
Now it brought him nothing
but unwelcome thoughts and memories.
Every night he would lie down
and feel nothing but the hollow space in his heart.
Trying his best to fall asleep but it was no use.
Every single night he would think about the what ifs
and the things he could’ve said or done,
just so he could imagine how beautiful and perfect his life could be.
Every night he would cry himself to sleep
for it was all he could do.
