The night can be a lonely place
where ever so often it is the case
of two voices sat talking at three
both of them are me
Nights alone bring darkness, all decisions on replay
thoughts trapped through the day, released to play
to deny the sleep that brings release
that helps the panic ease
In this blackened room, shadows taunt
the days smiles just a front, memories haunt
the fear clings to you like the sheets, so tight
can barely breathe, its all fight or flight
At that time when it feels like the world is falling
am reminded of the people who love, it brings calming
the sun will rise and the low will drift
the fun will flow an my mood will lift
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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