Sunday, February 24, 2013

The Night.

I become alive at night.
Sitting in the dark feels right.
Sleep time never comes.
By the thought my head burns.

Sleeping is for the dead.
For others it’s like bread.
Daylight makes me want
Do the contact and then bond.

Darkness is my best friend.
Inspiring until it ends.
Candles burn all night.
Charming as the moon light.

You can hear every noise.
Knocking on the door like boys.
Loneliness has never been more attractive
Hearing my own heartbeat.

Diving on my own.
Feeling strong.
Go away and close the door.
Do nothing more.

Forget the world, the rules.
Look up into the sky.
The moon, the stars.
Nothing more, nothing less.

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