[Short and Relaxed, took five minutes, so dont judge on the time frame]
Its mourning
Worst time of the day
Where I wake up and wish everything away
Think of everything Ive given up
Look down in this tear filled cup
Reflections punch back at me
Like mirrors arent enough to see
Getting ready to be on my own
Walking in a world of six billion, and still alone
Its night
My favorite time, where everything is out of sight
Look at the stars, and focus on my regrets
Remembering what I forgot to forget
A time of peaceful silence, and sound
Where everything drops to the ground
Another night of unwishful sleeping
Another night of silent weeping
Hoping I wont wake up the next day
Wishing that everything would go away
