Nighttime Is A Mask

When the lights go black and then the pillow talk

The nighttime laughter in the den of dark

I vanish to enter the sadness hinders me

Misery concealed within the sheets

So my phone lights up just as the tears roll down

The sulking stops because I missed that sound

And everything seems so new to me now

So I read her name then I say it out loud

And it’s as if I’ve heard it for the first time

Just a few syllables to burn my cursed mind

So I write one line in my hard cover journal

It was something poetic, I forgot the words though