Tis this night?A Poem by The lost boyJust a thought on what the night does to people, and what it means to different individuals. Give me some feed back. Hope you enjoy :)What truly is the night? Does it creep upon the day? Looking to drain it of its light Or does it wait till the day
becomes a fray Yes, the day is robbed of its life, And as winter nears, the light
grows fainter day by day But what about us, the wanderers, Our dark hallways it conjures, The frightening affects it seeps
upon us, Keeping us tucked in, robbing us of
our trust, Though some feel this way, There are some, who are kept up,
waiting to decay, Waiting for the silence of the
night to come, Hoping for its welcome stay, They prepare their minds and their
helpless thoughts, And ask, why should we ever deny
the night? It brings upon such odd and
saddening pleasure, And much blinding treasure, We only stay upon the welcoming but
lonely night to be as it is, To be as stained into the thought
of contemplation, To be so inclined on the thought of
life’s desiccation, Only to leaving your mind scattered
in thought itself, It is truly pleasing to be in a
state such as this, The memories of the future at times
become so bliss, But for people such as these, The mind cannot be manipulated so
easily, They use the night as a way to
drift away, Not to slumber, but drift from into
its silent breath, Plotting in a hotel room,
underneath a buzzing neon with delay, Thinking, thinking, of to bring
upon its inevitable untimely death, Hoping to end the sadness with a swift last breath, Night brings upon the truth of
heart, The thoughts that would not be
thought in the light of day, It makes you say things you may not
say, And as soon as the night fades, Our truth fades along with it,
Then we go back to going about our day, In humanities robotic way, © 2016 The lost boyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorThe lost boyCanadaAboutActor, writer, health enthusiast and wanderer. I am a 19 year old longing for adventure, action, and trying new things. Always wanna be doing something new and that's why I chose writing. I am able.. more..Writing
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