The Night
Awake again, sleep will not come.
I count the minutes, one by one.
Silently, I walk up and down the halls.
So many memories fill these walls.
Lurking where the shadows hide.
My loyal dogs stay by my side.
It’s as if the outside world has ceased to exist.
This small section of reality is all that persists.
Calm and quiet in the dark of night.
So unlike the days filled with chaos and fright.
There is a peace that comes when night is at hand.
When day is done and light is banned.
When the velvet sky is laced with stars.
And the shadows hide our scars.
Free to exist, to simply be.
In the night, I can be me.
No questions asked.
No need for masks.
The night embraces those who walk alone.
Those who to solitude are prone.
Wrapped in the stillness of the night,
Everything simply feels right.
So through the dark I will wander on.
And embrace the person I have become.
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