The Night - Poem by Kathryn Brookins
Robbing the night of the light of the moon,
so some people are blind and others are swoon,
I will stay in my corner for out there is no more room.
craddled in my own arms, sitting on the floor....
watching impatiently at the front door,
I don't want to expereince anymore...
this one, I once, did adore
I wait for the light to come up again,
and my new journey will begin..
night will be upon us as the earth spins,
making my thoughts many, and thin.
Rocking back and forth, and humming away,
the others that haunt me, outside of the day,
I don't want or care to hear what they say,
this is my life... my way...
I am the one, I make it all okay.
Robbing the night of her moon so sweet...
I won't let it happen, I won't allow defeat.
By: Kathryn Brookins
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