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Apr 2015
I used to be more fond of the night
Its darkness freed me
Its silence spoke to me
I learned almost everything I know about myself at night,
But then I began learning even more things
during lonely days that seemed never-ending
When no one answers their phone,
So you're left with your thoughts
Light illuminates things in a way that night couldn't possibly dream of,
And darkness has a way of bringing out the worst of things, people
So now I run through the night
as fast as I can
I don't want to be out long enough to meet what awaits me,
But in the back of my mind is every intoxicated summer's eve
where the stars accompanied me home
and lit up your face in all the right places
And every peaceful winter night
where the smoke and laughter in our lungs kept us warm
And when time pauses for me to remember those moments,
I can't choose between night or day
Brooklynn Nights
Written by
Brooklynn Nights  Colorado
(Colorado)   
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