In the daylight our sadness can be masked and hidden but it’s when the sunlight fades and the darkness seeps in that you start to feel the tears cascading down your face and hitting your pillow like lightning bolts, hoping for a better tomorrow and a better tomorrow night, when the darkness strikes again. And when we wake up we smile and forget until the brightness of the day runs away and the deep black of the night creeps in. Again we loose it asking questions to the sky, until we realize it’s morning, and we wipe our tears and continue the cycle our psyche.