The night has so many secrets
No one notices what is hiding in the shadows
Someone is crying
Someone is hurting
Someone is running
This night conceals it all
Unfamiliar sounds which dont panic us in daylight
Scare to the roots in the dark
Everyone sleeps
But the night is still awake
Theres no friendliness about it
Its black its claustrophobic, scary
Yet there is beauty in the dark
For it holds the moon and the stars
And somewhere out there
Someone sits by the window
Heart broken, alone
And speaks to them like
They are her own
She pours out her heart
She cries out infront of them
She hurts under their light
She doesnt know if anyone listens
But she knows that the dark
Will absorb her tears,
Take in her sobs
And keep her secrets safe
However many she may tell
The dark is beautiful for her
A silent friend
There to wipe it all away

He takes my soul with him- The Angel of Death

Sand, every small grain
Takes on the shape you want it to
It slips through fingers
Just like the seconds
Slip away from life
Make something big with these grains of sand
And make something bigger from the life given in ur hand
Mould the sand to show your desires
Mould life so you can fulfil those desires
Sand castles arent easy to make
The more your struggle for it
The more beautiful it becomes

So many people mistake facts as the answers to life's mysteries

In reality, facts are just clues

Along the path of an infinitely large and undiscovered map

Leading to an ultimate treasure

That is truth