Lonely Nights - Poetry Writing
These are lonely nights. Laying in the dark, staring at the ceiling and remembering the good old days. These are lonely nights. Looking at a house full of people who make you bloody irritated, while feeling empty and incomplete. These are lonely nights. Feeling unfulfilled after seeing countless images of people being happy, successful and glamorous. These are lonely nights. Reaching out to a good friend who immediately makes you laugh without even having to try. These are lonely nights. Thinking of a better future to come, being excited for new places to see and new people to meet. These are lonely nights. They are rough, but indeed, the cycle of moon and sun is constant, so this, too, shall pass.