The Mystery of Night

September 2, 2010
By diamondgal29 GOLD, Scarsdale, New York
diamondgal29 GOLD, Scarsdale, New York
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Surrounded by the dark of night
I feel like I’m right where I belong.
Living alone, but not lonely.
I’m embarking on a journey,
Discovering the secrets of the moon.
I can’t help but be aware of my surroundings.
Oh so aware.
Hearing every creek in the floor,
Every step that I take.
Living the life of a bat,
Feeling my way through the dark,
Almost not wanting sleep to come.
Because I’m a dreamer
And sleep isn’t for dreamers,
The mystery of night is.

The author's comments:
I couldn't sleep one night so I was wondering around my house at 1:30 am. I think that time of day is so inspiring towards poetry, and it inspired me to write this.

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