When Daylight Fails

Just some thoughts and moments of reflection.

So tired, mind twisting in several ways,

Twisting shadows as darkness displays.

Growing cold with the feeling of pain,

While others inflict agony with sustain.

Daylight brings only a repeat a performance,

Of issues brought forth with no conformance.

Falling helpless bound by steel chains tight,

Stripped of any feeling left out in horrid fright.

This thing people call daytime to enjoy life,

Left some living nightmares never-ending strife.

Alone and shattered consumed by society details,

Even darkness has no end when daylight fails.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Some people love the night, but not me. After being raped repeatedly by my father at night thru my childhood, I've had a lifelong restlessness that makes me crazy at night, whereas I am more mellow during the day. Your poem seems to hit on many of the feelings I feel as my nights rage on. It also reminds me of working graveyards in my youth & there's a whole different world going on for those who stay up all night! Fondly, Margie

[Bohrium Guy]

I actually work at night to avoid the night... Some feelings I just can't come to terms with...
read moreI actually work at night to avoid the night... Some feelings I just can't come to terms with...

Thanks for your review.