dear night,
i look down upon you.
you are the time of day monsters like to lurk,
you are the time of day when i want to take myself,
you are the time when my brain isn't healthy.
i can never sleep at night.
i can never sleep when the moon rises,
because trauma haunts me,
and keeps me thinking.
keeps me on my feet.
sometimes, i wish the night never existed.
but it's not your fault.
because of this you will look at yourself differently,
look at yourself like a stranger,
but it's just my perception.
the night is beautiful.
it is filled with many beautiful creatures,
and many beautiful delights.
but my brain doesn't work,
and it doesn't let me see your sublime gifts.
just because i can't see it,
doesn't mean others can't.
~~apologies to the night
~~~~by me