Sunday, August 2, 2015

In The Dark



In The Dark

It is so irritating
The sun is up ruining the darkness
The cool breezes of night
I do not want the light
The warmth
All the people living their lives
Give me the strangeness of the night
The streets empty
Only a few wandering
Looking for survival
In a world that doesn’t know they exist
The smell of alcohol and piss fills the air
Wafting around passed out drunks
And hookers plying their trade
I do not want the “normal” life of day
The night...the darkness is my home

And that is where I will stay

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