Nights Poem by Kathlyn Grace

Night of laughs
and nights of tears
keep me grounded
and keep me here
through all the things
that make me wonder
if its all worth the last
and in the end
I remember you
and in the end
I know its true
all you said
about life and death
and how one is always better
and i once heard
we started dyeing the day we breathed
and it makes me wonder
if this drama
and these tears
and this thing called love
is really hell
or really real
and it makes me think of you
in the middle of the night
you stopped dyeing
the night you stopped breathing