There’s something about

the night that makes every 

emotion seem heightened. 

Anger doesn’t burn as 

fierecly as it does at night. 

Love doesn’t tug as passionately

as it does at night. 

Fear’s hold doesn’t tighten as hard 

as it does at night. 

And sadness doen’t wash over you 

as dreaary at it does at night.

It’s easy to be brave during the day 

but you surely break at night. 

With the sun down and the brightness gone 

perhaps the need to reflect that 

brightness with our forced smiles 

too is gone. 

Because even when you don’t 

want to you, the urge to cry out overwhelms. 

And who knows we might feel a 

little joy from knowing the rest of the

world is asleep and no one would stumble in 

and intrude with their fake pity.