Its the Nights

sadness, depression, loss

It’s the nights…
It’s the nights
that are the loneliest

The days grow shorter
The nights grow longer
And Morpheus morphs into a tempest

In the dismal dark, I grow cold
The old feel
of comfort, lost

I’ve naively let
Life slip away
And at such a terrible cost

I used to be somebody…
A person
In my own right

Now I’ve become nobody,
Alone…especially in the
Dark of night

I’ve lost all the things
That I once loved
All things I thought were right

Now in my mind…at night…alone
I cannot find
A place to put my mind at rest

Tis the nights…I dread
In my lonely bed…Tis the nights
That are the loneliest

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

Here it is! Honest, restless....you. I really do enjoy your work.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Turn over, and you will see me there .. alone, and missing love, just like the rest ..
I like this .. it is real .. and I can relate ..

Well done ! ... Jasmine x