Now The Night Comes
Once the night came,
And I enjoyed the silence.
The peace.
The time with God.
Now the night comes,
And I admire the stars.
I find hope in the moon,
And it's quiet glow.
Because I don't like the silence,
Or the words that fill my head.
Anxiety comes,
I become trapped,
And the night wins again.
I wish I liked the night,
But now I'm unsure.
I can't like the night,
When the truth comes with it.
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Afraid of the Dark
PoetryA collection of twelve poems about living in the dark sometimes.