It Was Just Another Night By Hell

some nights are hard
harder than most
the kind of hard that test your patience
test your ability to fight
and reason
but mostly fight.
some nights are hard
and really make you rub your head
with your thumbs
and wonder why you're here
make you want to rip your face off
and
probably kick something.
these nights are hard because that's the way they are
they kick you in the kidneys
to let you know what it feels like to be kicked
in the goddamn kidneys
and any time after that
you'll protect your kidneys.
some nights are hard
and burn like candles
some night are hard
and burn like pits of fiery ash.
either way
at least there's something burning in your life
and you can't be sad for that
some people have nothing in their lives
no hope
no salvation
no dignity
or class
those people are the people that can't differentiate
hard nights
because most nights are hell for them
but they're still alive
still breathing out in that midnight air
sucking in ash, smog and apathy
without a look of worry on their face
they are dwindled down
to less than human
but still human
more so than any of us.
some nights are hard
but harder so
when you only think about yourself
and what you've been cheated (if that at most)
out of.
don't let those bullshit nights be hard on you
because at the end of your day
when you lay there
and stare up into that ceiling
with only your thoughts for company
what will matter most
"is how well you walk through the fire."
"...and i will always appreaciate bad days like this,
because they give me a frame of reference
in regards to my happiness..."