Night

Why do I torture myself with the harsh day?
When night can be my sweet release?
By the light of dusty candles, I can wait…
For the tender embrace of night.
Protective, inspiring, perfect night.
While the world beyond my window sleeps,
I can sit in the soft glow and make
Anything reality.
Cleanse my mind,
Record my thoughts.
Serene in honesty with myself and no other.
Indulge my emotions in what so ever they require
To burn themselves out.
And watch another form itself in the ashes.
In all my time,
Through all my life,
With whoever, wherever, when or why,
Come night, I lay my crimes to rest,
Enjoy peaceful solidarity with myself,
And for half the hours 24, live.