I hate the nights where I feel so hallow inside.
I feel so damn empty and out of place.
I hate the nights where my mind wanders to the unknown.
And all I return with is sadness.
I hate counting the tears that rush down upon my cheeks and collect upon my pillow.
I hate that the only thing I have at night to comfort me is my loneliness.
And the only thing I feel surrounding me is darkness.
I hate it all.
-s.b
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