Under the Cover of Midnight

The silence of the mind,
The loneliness in the darkness,
Silent thoughts creep out...
From words never said,
To feelings suppressed.

A mind feeling weary,
Finds its own salvation,
Towards fields of dreams.
Tonight we sleep peacefully.

Knowing that we made it past
The fear that we wouldn't have
Even got this far
My body is a temple
To which I have treated wrongly,
But the goal has always been to survive.

May I find myself,
In the next decades to come
Successful in writing
A novel of originality and innovation.

Words like a lifeline,
I shouldn't put it like that...
But the truth is better to know.
Otherwise, we aren't fully living.