Comfort of the Night

by Izzy Hetzler   Jul 28, 2009


I sit there at my window watching the rain fall
That broken sky seems to call
The light shines through and I feel dead inside
Only at night do I not have to hide

It is that darkness where I find I can be me
There is no one there to see
For just a moment I can let my shields come down
There I can pull myself up before I drown

No one is there waiting for you to be the perfect one
They don't expect for you to lift the sun
There you can just cry or scream and no one will hear
There is nothing from it to fear

It hides the mental and emotional scars of old pain
That is where it starts to wane
But sure enough the light and pain both return
It is a harsh fact I had to learn

The sun is rising in the distance and up my mask must rise
But soon the sun will set once more from the skies
Then I will be able to feel the comfort of the night once more
But till then it will be just one more thing left to ignore

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