Midnight Words Poem by K. E. C.

The words don't come during the day
for that's when all the thoughts are the most at bay.

They come at the ungodliest of hours,
with the most tired eyes-
with the most raw but lonely and longing heart.

The truth comes out at midnight
when the silence of the world around,
is the most peaceful thing I have heard all day
there are only sounds windows rattling from the wind,
even that seems eerily calming
with not a whisper of life to darken the room
Just my unkempt messy soul,
knowing this is truly when it can break free from the barriers of society.
My cluttered mind,
releasing the words that anxiety kept locked inside my head.

Yes midnight is my time- just me, my truth, and I

K.E.C.