I Hate The Night and It's Torment
I hate the night
The time we sleep
The memories creep up on me
And soon I am lost
Lost at sea
Fading back
To a time
Where I was free
Where does time go
When I am alone
Why must I lay here
My feelings unknown
Another day passes
Another day changed
The night comes so quickly
And where do I go?
Suddenly I'm falling
Into a pit of black
Suddenly I'm screaming
But nobody hears my cries
The day washes over me
Like the sea at it's strongest
Pulling me under
Drowning me down
I cry after the torture
And I question why
Why must the night come
Why bring back the darkness
The water is never shallow
And I cannot swim
The night pulls me under
As I lay here in torment
I pray for sleep to come quickly
Before the nightmare starts
To dream with sleep is safer
Than to stay awake in thought
This poem was written by Leah Pilger on May 19, 2008.
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