Dream by day, escape dreams by night,
darker the night, the more vivid the nightmares,
The deeper grief; That's what its called when it all goes dark”
The night the hardest time to be alive, all secrets come to dance , always with disappointment as the darkness stride forward. Nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.”
The silent hour of night,
For no blissful dreams arise,
Revealing sight, bless not my waking eyes.”