I hate night

My hate for nighttime  is so great,
my mind races to get away from it ’til the dusk of day.
The night sucks when it's around,
 hate 'til day's dawn. 

Its beauty is unacceptable,
Wondering mind ’til it sees,
running away from it is all I do,
While waiting for the moment, for it to say “I am gone for good.”

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

interesting ...the night holds a lot of surprising things for us ...night terrors, waking dreams, childhood fears and anxieties ... one needs compassionate understanding ....i wake up usually between midnight and 3 am and my noodle is racing with so many un-catchable thoughts and directions it pops me eyeballs wide awake ..i simply get up and start the day ..no use trying to go back to sleep...but i am retired and can take naps as i please ;) i must point out Ms. Wannabe ... that this month had one of the brightest ever super moons on the first and on the 31st will be a blue moon that is also a blood moon as an eclipse will occur ... i will be up for it for sure ... the power of moonshadows brings out the faeries and stardust ;) your poem has much deeper meaning for sure ...it is kind of unsettling ... i don't know if it is confessional or not but my heart always goes out to young people today..going through the teen years is so much more difficult than when i was a kid ..you have self inflicted challenges as a group that are sometimes so demeaning and cruel ..fights are not just bare knuckles lasting minutes ..but much more dangerous ... i am wishing you well young lady ...hoping this night has passed more smoothly and that as the sun comes up you might start to look forward to that blue moon eclipsing ;)
E.

[R.E. Ray]

Though I read this poem several times, I take away a simple yet earnest hope or plea---for darkness to leave forever. The desire for dawn and constant light is what I read here. And, while we all know darkness is nature (within and outside us), we desire the light. It's why we wake every morning.

[Karen Redburn]

Hmm... there is a lot more here than meets the eye. I think the night is a metaphor for something more, although I could be wrong. The give away was in the last line "I am gone for good". This poem leaves me wondering what is going on here. Excellent write up in this poem, is there a part two?

[Wannabewriter16]

Actually your right. At the time it was written it was a metaphor for something else. It was written along while and I never thought to write a part 2. Would you like a 2nd part?

[wordman]

but the night is for lovers and dreams