Cold night

Night is cold and dark. This night reminds me a villain ark. So many demons and gods fight till the end. No one will win , you have to understand. Outside is not just cold , it's your heart which is getting old. You think your days were golden , but believe me buddy it was all burden . You become a poet now because you stuck in past memories which has no use , it will make your brain fuze . One day you will feel peace , that day this world will move on from you selfishly. This night is not just a night , it's your life . You become cold because you maybe half died or maybe you waiting to be dead .