ht.crest

at_night

It’s beautiful out here at night.
You should come see it sometime.

The roads are empty,
Streetlights burn bright
The cold seeps through your heart
And yet the fire inside fights.

Problems are a matter of tomorrow.
This is your time to live
Forget your sorrows
At least until this time you borrowed
Runs out,
and before you know it,
It’s over. Guns out
Time to fight that war again,
Time to be reborn again.
Time to get up and be thrown again
at life,
The seeds of solitude are sown again.
Sun rises, you die inside
Until night falls again.

It’s beautiful out here at night.
You should come see it sometime.
#Poetry

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