I WRITE MY HEART OUT

It was so dark, so dark that I couldn’t see my sins. It was so blue that the oceans filled with tears. It was pure white, and only purity was expected from the world. Why couldn’t it be green, so all could prosper in positivity? I thought it was yellow until they left, leaving scars forever. I miss the pink in me, all my youthful energy. But the world sees me in black, shrouded in an aura of no return. It is dark, so dark that I can no longer see my sins.  ~TK

In the calm of the night, I find my peace, A world of my own where thoughts never cease. Half my life spent in the glow of the moon, Where struggles and sighs are a silent tune. In darkness, I ponder the past and the morrow, For the present is fleeting, often filled with sorrow. I watch loved ones sleep, in tranquility deep, And pray for their peace, a promise to keep. At night, I am true, to myself I confess, Living for me, free from daylight’s duress. In sunlight, I vanish, my essence concealed, Bright days bring a world where nothing feels real. Fake smiles and greetings, dusty desks in a row, Daytime’s a stage where insincerities show. I yearn for the night, where my true self can soar, For by day, I’m a stranger, lost in life’s chore. Nights teach me lessons, in silence so grand, As soon as dawn breaks, I’m lost in this land. The sun frightens me with its blinding light, Too many falsehoods, but at night, I find might. My sleep has been stolen, yet still I must fight, For the day