The Long Night
A long night
The full moon hangs above
Its light is a lifeless gray
The birds don't sing
The animals hide within their thicket
The bathroom sink has a constant drip
Winds whisper through dying trees
It is such a lonely place
No life or love to be found
Why does it draw me so?
It conjures nightmares and dreams
Angels and demons to circle my bed
It stifles hopes and wishes
There is nothing left in the middle of the night
Nothing except an imagination
An imagination that creates an alternate life
A life on one of the stars hiding behind the moon
In this life though in the gray light there is peace
There is sleep
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