It's nighttime,
The dark covers every corner..
It's nighttime,
The noises are getting slower..

I hate it,
The night is when I'm the loneliest..
I fear it,
The dark inside and outside overwhelm my loneliness..

It's when I miss those who were gone,
It's when I felt the most empty..
It's when I lost the lies that I cling on,
It's when I slowly lose my sanity..

There's something cold in my chest,
Painful but paradoxically numb..
It keeps my from my nightly rest,
And I keep hearing some inexistent hum..


© Syah