Late At Night! Poem by Robert Kallend

The time no friend nor neither foe,
For this long but yet apparent woe,
It lights itself upon scorned belief,
With no satisfaction nor beloved relief,
The knowing of which I do behold,

Renders me speechless and thoughtful.
Such feelings I should not allow for,
End up forceful and impending against nights weary eyes.
I lie next to you, thinking about our love,
Whether it be real? or masked under hidden disguise.

These thoughts so powerful, extremely misleading and that to hope I beg for the truth.
Upon bended knee for you I'd wait, As long as lies, cascade not, from beneath sunken lips.
As I believe this will be our last chance, As night quickly dawns to a new day.