Nights are the Worst
The day brings light
It brings rational and optimisim
There are colors and hopes and dreams
The night brings dark
It brings doubt and uncertainty
There is nothing and emptyness and despair
The day is quick
The night is slow
The day is bustling
The night is crawling
When the sky is light and the curtains drawn
I can breath deep and push forward
I am sure and I am strong
When the sky is dark and the streets vacant
I can’t see and pull back
I am scared and I am vulnerable
The day is fast
The night is long
The day is filled
The night is empty
In the endless darkness I toss and turn
It is the nights I cannot stand alone
Because of my crushing doubts and uncertainties