Dear night,
my old friend
In need of your serenity
I sit here staring at my hand
I need new words
I'm out of lines
Too much emotions
Struggling times
A great companion
Standing by my side
A secure feeling
Is what you provide
We've been writing poems
Together, from the start
Please don't fail me
Help me create another piece of art
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 6:24 AM UTC
Dear night,
my old friend
In need of your serenity
I sit here staring at my hand
I need new words
I'm out of lines
Too much emotions
Struggling times
A great companion
Standing by my side
A secure feeling
Is what you provide
We've been writing poems
Together, from the start
Please don't fail me
Help me create another piece of art
I write poems in the middle of the night, so it is my loyal and taciturn companion. But it never fails to provide the enviroment most comfortable for writing poetry.
