At night the lights are bright
The wet pavement mirrors the memories the day holds
The memories and echoes from busy people running around chasing their dreams and
hiding their woes
At night the lights dim down and cast a shadow over the horizon
Grasping at reality and inching our minds just a little closer to the next
Day or next memory
Life seems pleasant in the night light.
At night repetition begins once more the reverb of mirrored screens
echo into our thoughts, pleasantries, and memories from the day before
Yet I wonder how much closer the daylight truly is.
In the night light, I find the shadows from all familiarity and reasons without doubt
That a song just looms over my mind resting all unpleasant thoughts at bay
Where skies seem grey my memory remains.
Yet I wonder how much closer I am to the daylight.
The fog sets and resets the night lights
Consuming it's grey matter around the world at sleep
Still I lie awake hoping for a gentle breeze from the morning light
Will morning ever come? Will night time ever be the same again? So many questions
and it feels like they will go unanswered. I wonder and hope restlessly for a sign of the
morning light.
Where all is new again. Where the kind spirits lay in their nooks resting for a chance at a reset.
I rest for a chance at the night light.
Written by: Morgana Ghastly
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