Last Night He Laughed

Last night, just last night He stared out of his window and up into the stygian sky In the darkness, there were glints of light sparsely throughout In the stillness, his mind started to run But his heart was still and cold as the night With flashbacks of smiling faces that tell lies His precarious mind continued to race to no end Then a lonely tear yearned to escape the corner of his eye He wanted to oblige by letting it go, as he had done a few times before But he just couldn't, not this time He refused to stain his cheeks again with salty tears Cry? Men don't cry, right? Yes, sometimes in the stillness of darkness, they let one or two fly A man crying? Come on now?! Yes! When he's felt the insidious 'Kiss of Judas'... But last night he didn't cry Instead, he just laughed... Last night, just last night, he shook his head and laughed