The night creeps softly, lending me no comfort
I hear the far-off traffic noises muted by the wind
They call like the reminder of the distant past
Whose nightmares have paraded through my heart
In my space there is a disconcerting stillness echoing
My heart readily recognizes the pain it finds within
I am without a noble calling bringing me to sleep
Nor do I find a tatter of solace to cling to me
Dark and tragic but beautiful.
I love this~
I love this, especially: "I am without a noble calling bringing me to sleep." This is so painfully relatable
Listen also to pleasant sounds. They are still there even when you are sad.