lights off

shadows imprinted on the waking of the cold winters night
eerie light falls upon the rusted ground
the night shines with light
the sky sometimes burgundy crimson, sandpaper gold, and shady, dejected sapphire
wicked secrets cling to every corner
the foray of cold against the heat kept

lights on

truth and reassurance found, but is it all well?
burning white light fighting with the dark
masking the night with a sinister and morbid appearance
the window black showing night as it should be seen
exposing all, yet everything has its secrets

lights off

black sky evaporating into a novelty of light
showing colours yet beware
never look without seeing