A Collection of Poems (Publishing)

peace of my mind.

I'm sitting here,

inspired by the thunder and the lighting;

the simplicity of the night.

And I wonder,

why I always write in the dark

in the middle of the night,

And why I always feel compelled

to express my feelings

to pretty much strangers.

And then, I remember

that I have no one

to share my feelings with

because I'm afraid of the ones who know me

to judge me

and a stranger can't judge you

because they don't even know you.

So, that is why I write.

But why do I write in the dark?

Maybe because the dark is where I can be myself

and hide myself.

Maybe because the dark is like me,

Lonely and scared,

and always having people run away from them.

But why do I write in the middle of the night?

Maybe because that's when I'm myself

When no one is around to judge me

or to see me cry

Maybe it's simply because of my insomnia.

So here I sit,

wondering and thinking.

Looking at the thunder through my window,

and I write.

But not only to vent

or to express my feelings,

but to see if someone, anyone

shares the same feelings as me.

And if we do,

just know that you're not alone,

you're not in the dark.

We're in this together at least.