The Prison of Night
At night i weep,
in silence i grieve,
how can i sleep?
when it is hard to breath,
During the day i laugh,
with friends i converse,
but the day wont last with the turning of earth,
with dark skies comes heartache,
as the stars flicker and blaze,
there only so much i can take,
of these suffocating days,
when the day starts anew,
and the sun brings the morning light,
i momentarily forget about you,
until the return of night,
when i see the midnight moon,
and feel the stars in the sky,
i close my eyes in this room,
and pray i make it by,
for when the sun is shinning high,
and the heat consumes my fright,
i cant help but wonder why
i must suffer the prison of night
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