When Night Fall

THE BODY falls hard
a throbbing pain in the back
but in a moment
comfortable encompasses
when night fall,

The eyes beg for a close
filled with too much reality
but in a moment
escaped tears trickle
when night fall,

The time without care just goes on
as fast as the faster among the fastest
but in a moment
it fools us as if slowing itself
when night fall,

The silence usher in
filling in the darkness
but in a moment
the silence seems deafening
when night fall,

The mind is set to rest
to forget the problem
but in a moment
problems are all that set in
when night fall,

The heart slows down its rhythm
knowing it needed to
but in a moment
the pain came interfering
when night fall.

Just resting is not as simple as lying down
but as complicated as the veracity,
for it is when;
remorse appears, feelings burst out,
flashbacks play, pains strike,
problems come vivid,
like everything stabs the soul.

But in a moment
for just another moment
all of it seems not to matter anymore;

for the body feels pain no more,
for the eyes see the nothingness,
for the time got weary of running,
for the silence seems to hear itself,
for the mind thinks of nonentity,
for the heart reaches —-its last and final beat,
the moment the night fall.

^~~~^

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