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Sad Face

It's always at night. Never during the day.
Why?
I'm not sure, but it could be because right when you lay down and close your  eyes it hits because you're at your most vulnerable state.
You're exhausted. You're tired.
But your brain somehow has the energy to send those whispers in your head that strike you're heart and make your eyes open.
It's that time of night you dread the most.
Let life be merciful and may sleep come quick.
But it's too late.
Your brain has been corrupted by the voices of demons, screaming at you from every angle.
"Let it stop, please", you beg as you feel tears on the bridge of escaping.
But they soon recede back to where came as you think more.
"Why do I want to cry? I should be thankful for what I have." And you are.
But oh life is far too cruel to you, and you can't help but want more of the one thing you want most. And you lay there knowing you'll never get that happiness. You lay there imagining what it would be like if you did have it. The bliss of those final thoughts are enough to lull you to sleep where you finally think,
Maybe the nights aren't so bad.