When Night Falls

Everything gets heavy when that moment comes. The noise fades outside… but not inside. There’s nothing left to distract me, nothing left to run from, just me… and everything I avoid. All day, you hold on, you smile like you should, you say that you’re okay. They only see the surface, never what’s spilling over, so you say nothing. But some words stay, some looks still cling, and never really leave. And when everything slows down… when there’s nowhere left to go… she comes back. When night falls, you’re not as strong, there’s no one left to see. When night falls, everything you avoid comes back to speak in the dark. You cry without a sound, like you don’t have the right… like you matter less at night. You said it was love, or at least you tried to believe it, but it still hurt. You gave without understanding, you stayed without knowing why, just not to be alone. And even now, it still follows you a little, even if you don’t talk about it. They don’t see all that… they only see what you show, and that’s enough for them. When night falls, you’re not as strong, there’s no one left to see. When night falls, everything you avoid comes back to speak in the dark. You cry without a sound, like you don’t have the right… like you matter less at night. She tells me: “you’re not enough… you’ve never been enough… you really think they were wrong?” She tells me: “look at you… you’re nothing… that’s why they left.” You’re my second self… but you sound just like them. Why do you stay when everyone leaves? Why won’t you ever leave me alone? I can’t see you… but I hear you too loud, even when I smile… you’re still there. She tells me: “stop pretending… deep down you know I’m right.” No… you’re just their words still living inside me. You’re not the truth… just a wound speaking for me. I’m fighting myself, and I almost lose every time. Even in love, even in friendships, even in my dreams… you’re always there. And the worst part… is that your voice sounds like mine. When night falls… Hm