In the night
Darkness comes
When daylight fades
The good things come
When bad things go
When there's nothing
No sound
But complete silence
No light
But darkness
No people
Only you
Surrounded by darkness
Completely alone
Gives a human
place and time to think
To think of you
To think of me
To think of
everyone
To think
YOU ARE READING
Leftovers
PoetryLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart
