night

Why my eyes open at night, I'll never understand. But I don't find it.

I find most truth when its dark out.

thing is, I'm tired of throwing hope..
I worry someday I'll try to reel it in and it won't be there.

"You're too quick to trust, mark. Here, have this! Its what you do."

this is probably true,
but I think at heart I find it to be worth the risk.