We mistake daylight for hope
As if being awake is a cure for despair
But seeing your doom very clearly
Even if daylight end is late
It doesn't dispel gloom
It isn't really fair
Night is quiet
Cooler than day
It allows thought
Without the normal hate
I hate myself less
When I can be alone
And be in thought
But then again
Why bother
If night never ends
I might be able
To finally sleep
