It is such a relief to me that night has finally come.
I longed for it, loving everything about it. It is only in the night that I can let loose and truely be myself. The silent night that will not despies me, nor reject me.

The stars that shine so brilliantly in the skies, illuminating and navigating the lost souls. The bright moon the lights my path and show me the comfort that I seeked. It is in the night that I can cry without remorse or fear of showing signs of weakness.

To me the darkness that wrapped around me is like a blanket of security which can shield me from everything. The darkness that covers up all my fears and protects me safe and sound within its’ arms. My safe haven.

Sometimes, when I watch the shooting stars, I feel like a million arrows and needles has strike down upon me as painful memories attacked me mercilessly. How I wished for it all to stop sometimes, yet their beuaty continue to entrance me as those memories continue to invade my mind.

Such deadly beauties, yet soon darkness befall upon me as my breathing even out. With a final glimps of the beautiful night, I soon drift away into my own world of darkness. The very darkness that I always craved and yearned for. 

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