As daylight slips into twilight thus ends my depressing day,
Others rejoicing their day has ended thinking of evening fun,
Seeing respective partners for dinning, holding each other,
Feeling the euphoric high of passion blindly leading to love,
Moving though the shadows like a phantom, reaching home,
Closing the door, pulling curtains tight, refusing night's life,
Cowering away from sweet smells of jasmine's purple haze,
Not wanting to see stars twinkle, to feel moon's soft rays,
Long since jaded by love, ever so close but passing me by,
For to see the eroticism of night, my passions will surly ignite,
Desperately wanting feelings revived, horrific pain reborn again,
Self mutilation showing scares, years of low self esteem justified,
Into a drunken stupor I fall, mind still contain horrors of love's hell,
Night making silence my worst demon as mind continues to dwell,
Liquor's desired effects obtained, mind is numb but eyes won't close,
Flicker of candle light envelopes the room with ghostly images of the,
Women who have rejected and are afraid of my love, or themselves,
Shall never know the truth so it doesn't matter for memories still live on,
Horrors of night linger in endless dreams of sensuality, my sexuality dead,
Such an empty shell whose manhood drained away in his waning years,
Twilight bringing forth the horrors of night I long for days early light to break,
Approaching every day oblivious to life around me and struggling to survive,
A glimmer of hope lingers for a moment then disappears with the light of day,
Never to love or be loved again is my horror at night brought on by twilight.
