Every so often when all is quiet
the circumstances must be just right
for everything I thought I'd forgotten
to come flooding back
Feelings I thought I felt no more
seem to scream even louder -when ignored
and this lack of something-
happiness, joy, whatever it is
seems ever so apparent
on night's like this
they come every once in a while
and are gone before the sun shines
leaving only memories now
they used to leave crimson lines
I don't know why
they come about
on night's like this
But I am certain
