Midnight

Even at midnight

Silence in itself 

Is a deafening scream

The sinister alley ways

The street lights

And everything in between

Your footsteps are haunted

With the very thought

You can't run from

Though you may be able to see
You are still in the dark

And waiting for something 

To set you free

But the chill in your bones

Is all you know

And you may try to shake it

But you can't let that go

Silence could be your friend

But you let it be your foe

And that can make you shiver

What thoughts you can deliver

Even at midnight

Reviews

[Chris]

We each earn our nightmares and midnights by surviving... and we learn to deal as best we can.