When the night comes, the darkness comes with it. Not just the passing of the sun. Not the tranquility of nightfall. The all encompassing, all consuming, all embracing pitch black that seeps into every pore, every crack, every thought.The gloom that pervades your consciousness. All the lights are slowly dimmed, darker and darker until every last ray is extinguished. The feeling that you are the last person on earth, alone with your thoughts. Every sound is as empty as you. Hollow and doleful leaving the silence even deeper than before. Laughter becomes disconsolate, memories of company forlorn, joy becomes crestfallen, hope to despair. The murkiness eats away at your soul and every night it devours a little more. What started as mere sadness has become an inky abyss of melancholy. This night will last forever. The sun will never rise again.