Midnight Blues

Each night I fall in love all over again

With this world, this life, the things around me.

The darkness is inviting, I find comfort in its depths. 

Many fear what the night holds, but I spend each day looking forward to the night.

Finally alone, able to strip myself of this worldly mess.

I am myself in the evening,

I come alive in the night.

The sun reveals too much, too many truths come to light. 

I only recognize myself in the moonlight,

I only hear myself when nestled underneath the stars. 

I long to experience joy with the morning,

Yet each day I find myslef patiently waiting, 

Waiting for the moon and the stars to return again.


◄ Supposed To

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