[ Nights Like This ]

An introspective piece.

It’s on nights like this
Wish I had a thousand friends
That we would gather around the fire
And let the fun begin
Because my home is vacant, silent
And I cannot pretend
That this loneliness in life
Is every gonna end
…
For plagued is my soul
Displaying absence in the whole
Where friendships are as valued
As an eternity of gold
And life has a funny way
Of drawing distance, making cold
And I shudder just to think
That I could die alone
…
Yeah, on nights like this
I wish I could raise a chalice
To drink my fill of love
If I am being honest
Because life is too short
To live within your malice
I’d rather tip the scales
Then have an even balance
…
Focusing my actions
Solely into love
Where the heart has meaning
A reason beating blood
Gathered altogether
Embraced into a hug
No striving for acceptance
Through a system of a judge
…
It’s on nights like this
Where purpose speaks to mind
And I am left to look about
Seeing that we’re blind
Distracted from one another
Worked into a bind
While longing for our freedom
Yet never having time
…
And what of all these actions
Do they set the course of life
Transforming us to toil
Until all we know is strife
Repeat the generations
Repetitions of advice
Veiled from our design
So we may never reach our heights
…
It’s on nights like this
When things seem the darkest
Where all the problems of your life
Are seen at their largest
And all the little things
They seem to hit the hardest
And pierce right to the heart
And cut you at its sharpest
…
That you wish that you had somebody
That you were not alone
That life was really different
Then all that you’ve been shown
You try to hold your head up
You try to stay composed
But whether things will change or not
You really never know

On nights like this
…
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