Night
When the light falls and the shadows of the night walk my pen always seems to talk
Tortured by the silence that fills the air every little thing becomes my greatest fair
I need the light to shield whats inside, whats really on my mind
Light brings excitement and company, things the night steals from me
When the sun takes that rest I’m left with everything I fear to let of my chest
As I lay thinking harder then I ever had, questions fill my head, for me thats nothing but bad
I think the what if's of love and the disappointments of commitment
I think of the people I can never tell if I’m truly friends with
I think of the stress soon to follow the next day
I think what it would be like to call her my babe
I think of the changes I know I need to make
I think of the procrastination towards all these thoughts, how long will I take?
You see when I’m alone I am never at peace
Because when I’m alone the only person to critique is me
It’s the night when I feel like all eyes are on me
It’s when nobody’s around that I feel the least free
Only way to avoid this feeling is to fall asleep
But then again, who knows what torture will come from your dreams
Night
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