Nights are sometimes the Worst

Nights are sometimes the Worst part of a Day . .

You lay Awake on your bed Staring at the Ceiling

and Memorizing each and every Happy Memory of that Painful Past . . .

You wish that those people ,

who meant the World to You ,

would come Back once Again

And turn your Life into that Happy Fairytale again. . .

But just then a Teardrop rolls down your Eyes

And make you Realize that they are all False Hopes