Night Thoughts

I looked into the eyes of the night tonight, and asked it the question that was ever pertinent on my mind. The eyes glistened back at me, sparkling with answers to ease my torment and frustration, but my mortal ears and mortal senses were just that, mortal, and therefore I was unable to translate what they were trying to tell me. So now I lay here, staring up into the blackened abyss that is candy-coated with ideas, thoughts, truths that I long to have , but more so, to understand.

And as my mind begins to travel down the path of obscurity and delirium, I am left to ponder what is to become of such a tormented soul. Am I meant to remain in this realm of utter hopelessness, painting on a Revlon face, putting on a Teflon coat, in hopes to make it past the security check-point of everyone I come in contact with!? I cannot hide behind this crumbling mask for much longer, and sooner than later, the truth behind the facade will be shown. What seems to be is nothing more than a falsified reality. What you may think is happiness and contentment is nothing more than pain masked behind a chipper voice and a forced laugh.

The moon slowly disappears, and the night's eyes are enveloped by the coming day's soft glow. Fizzling out into nothing more than a mere memory, I am left staring at a blank canvas, an empty sky that looks like a mirror of my soul. Open, airy, yet choked by the nothingness the early morning twilight tends to offer. My eyes shut in an attempt to close myself off from the pain of yet another emotionally draining day, and I am left to ponder the things the stars had to say, the answers and the reasons that no mortal can fathom.