Creativity at Night

Make me a book of my life.
Of my past, present and future,
Let light be shed on the decisions I made,
And let darkness cover my strife.

Devise me a play of my life.
Of two heroines in love,
Let there be romance and longing within
And let tragedy cut like a knife.

Forge me a sword to fight.
For I fear battles lie ahead,
Let it be perfectly balanced as I wish to be
And let it cut away my spite.

Give me a pen to write.
Of darkness, troubles and woe
Let the ink spread over blank pages,
And let language be my might.

Author's Note

An early morning piece done with very little sleep!