Night was once a friend I once had
Once he arrived, I knew it was time to be sad
To let what was once my last bit of will to scream
Now is the very part of me that will be deemed
For every howl once released
Was just what was left of what I had pieced
To have control of your own thoughts
Is now impossible to even have one to sought
Night came and go
And every morning, I would be on my own
The thought about having no one
Is like having your heart turned into stone
I once had a friend named Night
But it seemed like every day we would create a fight
If it was alright to show my emotions
Or just to lay there, without any motion
As I get older I realized that Night was my foe
And I couldn't handle his vicious blow
Night had taken me under control
But only I had realized what he had for toll
I lay awake once again
Only to realize how night gave me pain
To stay awake and push forward
Until the sun rose, I called for order
I say hello to my old friend
In hopes of putting this war to an end
But yet again I bleed out
Not having control of so and the not
He was the one who controlled me
And somedays I wish to be free
But sometimes I say hello
To an old friend, who is now a foe
The emotions the feelings I once had in a bottle
Are now being released, without any rebuttal
Night cannot tell me when I can show my emotions
Because it is I who put things into motion
So once I was freed from my own captor
I looked around and found what I was searching for
The help I needed was not provided by Night
In fact, Night didn't care about me in the slight
Feeling trapped down wasn't alright
So I found someone to blame, my own foe Night
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Night- once a friend
PoetryIts a poem that focuses on a form of an emotional struggle a person may have in their life time.