Into The Night Poem by Melissa Mary

When the night air touches my skin...
I feel I'm at home, I welcome it in.
And when I'm alone is when I feel me
turning into the night.

I sit by myself; stare at the night's clouds...
I cry all alone, always been too damn proud.
Can't let them see me- won't let them know my soul
is dark as the night.

I can feel their stares- their hateful words on my sleeve...
I don't really care because the day always leaves.
And when dusk is approaching I feel happy inside-
I'm turning into the night.