I like to walk around at night.
Feels right. Might be that dark is lighter
On my soul, despite my fighting
Eyes beholding shadows forming;
Warnings scold my peaceful roaming.
Delight advising cries inside me
Insightful lies to smite my whining.
Find it’s time to breathe in deeply.
Feel me melt into existence.
Below my feet, I ground resistance
Free by feeling what’s persistant;
Tears absolving time and distance.
akennific 