I hate that time of night, when it's late, and everyone is sleeping and there is no one to talk to. That's when the thoughts come creeping up, reminding you how sad you could be, how sad you should be. You could just turn off the computer, could just go to bed. But you won't. You'll let the thoughts consume you. You'll be sad, and feel hopeless. Until you cry yourself to sleep, or lay alone in silence. But the sun will come up tomorrow, and there you can keep living. Until that time of night comes again.
