The night is dark,
Deep,
And enshrouding.
A cruel comfort.
A deceiving delight.
Inside it's shadows,
We can be who we are.
We cannot be judged.
But we cannot be seen either.
Our screams,
Our souls,
Ourselves,
Simply...
Fade.
The night is...
Mercy.
-SOH
Sana Olivia Hernandez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-309/
