Sometimes at night
I feel a crippling
Loneliness.
It's pressing
Crushing
Suffocating.
I fear I am not able
To get out from
Under its heavy
Weight.
Then a light comes
Turing the black
Into gray,
Piercing the
Curtain of my
Consciousness.
But it exhausts me.
The gray takes too much
Effort to maintain.
I slip back
Down
Down
Down.
It welcomes me,
Giving assurance
Where there
Is disbelief,
Comfort
Where there is
Dread.
I cry out
But only the night
Hears me.
