These nights.

These nights on my own.
Gracious silence, somehow glad that I’m alone.
Anxiety not, only peace of mind.

Hourglass seems to stop, endless silence until the sounds of the morning break through the night into the dawn. Passionate sorrow as time refuses to return,
as time refuses to return.

Not willing to share, selfishly enjoying. No regrets, consequences infinite, even though a chance of losing everything. Without faltering moving forward, without hesitation, not holding back. Darling, This darkness is bittersweet, an era with possibilities as for death is not the end, yet a trigger for the new.

Dreaming, visions of a future that shows none other than bloodshed and regret. Horrible pain, that must never be erased. Stuck in a time only wanting to be cured,
there is no escape.  Only fear that did not left.  Forever, for eternity. Candles lighted,  shadows ignited, burning pain without being alive.

Time cautiously ticks away hour after hour, my will to sleep keeps me awake.

Dreaming, visions of a future that shows none other than happyness and youth.
An era without human leadership, without forgone and grudged spirits.
Without a black coat crawling around our shoulders, filled with guilt,
sadness and death.

Angels, Demons nor Spirits have any intentions of leaving,  their place is with us. Cold harsh lonelyness, Deep in their hearts, Deep in their hearts. 

Let them not weep when it is time to let go what they sought, 
because soon enough those memories will be forgot.