Cover of Night
Is this my life, or what someone else left behind?
Am I making the decisions, or the ghost of my past?
I go in circles trying to get into my own mind.
The shadows come, I pray that they don't last.
I am aware of more darkness surrounding me,
and I am too far removed from the light.
I close my eyes,for there is nothing to see.
And the day comes to an end, it is night.
I am of the night, it is where I dwell.
I wander about freely, no one to see.
There are secrets here, no one to tell.
I am invisible, no one notices me.
I have no interest in tomorrow,
It is just another today.
The cover of night, shields my sorrow.
This life is my own, none will betray.
Copyright © Sandra L. Weiss | Year Posted 2019
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