Why do I write at night
It’s like I don’t want you to see
The darkness does not cloak
What is in me
Why do I write poetry?
There is a rhyme to it.
If you listen to it.
But that is not always me.
They are concerned.
Why my smile is not there?
I give them my best,
And I guess,
It’s not what they want.
I don’t care.
When the cloak becomes a weight
And the smiles is just one state
Of being in my reality
Calming the sanity that is me.
Why do I write at night?
Tell me, please.
(I wrote this because this is what I feel at the moment. Moment’s pass. Fia xoxo)
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