Midnight Hues

The streets were empty and cold, With no life or soul, As she walked to her home, From a very long day. Her feet took her to the rooftop, Where she sat and wondered, How could one not like the midnight? For midnight hues were the only comfort she knew. The half moon afloat, In the dark onyx sky, Where the stars blinked up at her, As if daring her to step forth, And taste the freedom the night has to offer. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, Filled with calm and peace, She felt a sense of belonging, Here in the open, the stars and the moon, Her brothers and sisters, and the sky, A shield to protect her from the world's cruelty, Her heart was finally happy. As the serene of her mind, Consumed her body and soul, The silence of the midnight, Became a lullaby for her deranged mind, She welcomed the darkness with open arms, For it has always been her friend.