I only have friends by night,
When the sun goes down,
And glasses rise up,
Is when they decide to come out,
We fall asleep together,
Some watch me as I dream,
They're weird, you could say,
But they don't judge when I scream,
In the morning they've all left,
They're very busy, you see,
Having that many things to attend,
They can never come and see me,
But that's fine,
Their presence at night,
Is enough to make me feel seen,
They reflect what I give,
Even when the lights are out,
And I admire them for this,
Even though they're different ages,
And have lived different things,
We always end the night in bliss,
They're silent when I need them to be,
Patiently waiting out for me,
They're understanding and kind-hearted,
Even if at first glance,
They may seem a bit cut off and distant,
Don't worry, from experience I can say,
Their value is in how they're so consistent,
For the same way they're my friends,
They're still yours too,
Caring for you long before you even knew,
That you had friends,
In the sky's deep, dark blue.
YOU ARE READING
an attempt at poetry
PoetrySincerely, just an attempt at poetry in which I try to put into words all the thoughts that rush through my mind! I really hope you enjoy <3 ps. English is not my first language so pleaaasee keep that in mind, I take any suggestions you may have
