I have always feared the silence of night.
Others once near being out and about.
Private hours never enjoyed through the distraction of emptiness and fear.
I never had seen it as a gift... Of enjoying being at my best. By myself. Youthful plights.
A breezy lift...
Energies to create and to become truly eventful.
As I was used to chaos and tragedy to interrupt these times as i , alone, sickly adored.
I became stronger and used to these times, once again.
As a a true friend rescued me out of a battle that I needlessly fought.
They brought me back to the calm and the serene.
Now, even in the silence of me being alone at night...
I release my creative and inventive plight.