The Comfort Of The Night

I don’t always love the sunshine

It’s bright and cheery and reminds

Me of everything I am not. I am sad,

Lost, and closed off. Doors keep closing

.

In my face and I’d just as well exist

Nowhere. The night wraps me up like

A blanket. It soothes me with starlight

Lullabies. The sun rises and my comfort fades.