Ode to the Night

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On nights like this, 

I choose to surrender. 


Lost 

in the abyss of uncertainty,

embracing the never-ending fall. 


Easier to blame,

easier to dismiss,

easier to cry 

all the pain away.


Cheers, 

to the failures that have relentlessly dismissed my efforts, 

to the ruthless rejections that have trampled my faith,

to the false hopes that have robbed my last shred of trust. 


Tonight is the night, 

to mourn and to pity.

No such thing 

as being strong, 

no such thing

as being brave. 


On nights like this,

I set myself free. 


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