There Are Nights.

There are nights
When the tears
Keep flowing
No matter how hard
You bite your tongue

There is nights
Where everyone is busy
And your stuck dealing
with this pain
All on your own

Nights when your heart
Sinks down to your shoes
And your drowning
In the hopelessness

The nights when
Voices in your head
Are louder than the ones
Outside your brain

Nothing good
Comes of these nights
Except the painful clarity
Of truly being alone

And of knowing
That somehow you
Wake up the next morning
A little bit stronger.