Midnight Came and Went

The significance of midnight I don't know what it is The last possible moment Disappears It's watchable Tangible Takes you with it Not into the promise of tomorrow I'm on the other side of midnight The true night time Hushed sounds Empty hours Time to think I'm nothing but myself now I know what I choose not to be As I use this thinking time It's a beautiful word 'midnight' Images conjure easily I need to picture myself Independent and unneedy I'll arrive at many midnights I don't need my hand held Morning always comes around Clarity can live here