Dark and quiet
The only one awake
No one around
So late the streetlights are off
Pitch black
Can't see a thing
This is my home
The darkness around me welcomes me
I become it
I am free in the night
I enjoy a night stroll like this
The sun starts to rise
I run home
I await for tomorrow night
YOU ARE READING
A Series of Poems
PoetryThis is a book of the poems that I write. Trigger warning: these poems may include depression and mental health problems, also gory scenes. If any of this triggers you, please refrain from reading. Don't worry, I'm not depressed. I just like to w...
