Lo, how the night doth scream her silent fury, the brightness of the sky a prison for my soul, the infinite span of mind where time holds still, a reflection upon the stars
A scream that shatters the stars and the night is broken
The sun deftly approaches, the rain pours down
My soul is drenched, red as a crimson rose
The fire spreads, I am consumed
Where have you gone night?!! Where are my stars!?!!
The dawn approaches, the scene is set
I draw the curtains close around me, this act is about to end
A whimsical pleasure shared by most, lying in restless slumber while the few battle the onslaught of demons and man alike, ever vigilant, tirelessly or tiredly on guard against the approaching dawn, that the knight might stand and win the battle against the approaching dawn
But she comes, radiant and warm in her beauty
Bringing new life, new hope, a new day
And I scream
Once upon a time I developed severe Insomnia. Not knowing what was happening I tried to manage as day and night blurred and my world turned inside out. Eventually, one day, for whatever reason, I wrote this. Somehow, it helped.
This was my first attempt at writing, rather unintentional.
