Nights are the worst.
So much time alone with your thoughts.
Time to process
To dissect
To analyze
To deflect
Dreams that haunt
Make you want
What you can't seem to have
But want just because
What does it even mean if you're so numb
and tired inside, but break into tears in your car
every time a sad song plays on the radio?
Trying to drive and dry your eyes
Like it's a daily battle just to survive -the waking hours,
Why the fuck do the nights have to be against you too?
Seriously, what the fuck did I ever do to you?
-MS
