Dear Nightfall

Dear Nightfall: i anticipate your return the moment Day breaks free, for in your shadow of darkness i have learned to live free, i cannot be the man dayBreak wants me to be, i cannot be a man in a brightness exposing my misery. In the scorching light iv survived in the shades of our memories, as the sun beats down i listen to the silent tone of your melodies, your subtle whisper empowers my voice to find a tune, the very tune crearting calm before the emotional storm. As my soul pours out what my heart refuses to contain, as i self implode all you give me is time to explain, we speak in discretion of loud faces that torment my conscience in daylight, i speak with depression my dignity harmed by violent light. Exhaling with depression exhausted from constantly hoping in hopelesness, i bleed from subjection my character chained to backward reflections, i come with intention pursuing to turn ash into poetry, when deep in expression they kill my intention with brutual supression!