Night Speak

It's at night when I realize that I truly have nobody.

I lay in the dark and stare into the never-ending nighttime.

Although it seems empty

it also seems full: full of wonder, full of mystery.

Why is it that we're all so scared of the unknown

when we could be fascinated by it?

We never know what is coming next, where we're

going from here. We need to learn to run to it

rather than away.

I lay in the dark and wonder why I turned out this way:

why does everyday contain sadness and disappointment?

It's like my life permanently scheduled time each day

for me to stumble and be taken away by guilt

like a child swept out to sea.

No matter how hard

we fight it, we can't help

but let the current take us away.

Ironically

water makes me calm

but I'm submerged in darkness,

not the sea,

and as far as I can see

I'm completely

alone.

Reviews

[EternityWolf101]

I have that same feeling as well. Since I don't have that many friends, I tend to think about anything I can while I listen to music. Very lovely poetry.