in the Dead of Night

Noah Malice

i wander like a ghost
looking for a host
in the dead of night

 

can't shake these heavy chains
wrapped tight around my veins
in the dead of night

 

i wonder why you left
am i a victim of theft
in the dead of night

 

i know i didn't love you
but i'm still thinking of you
in the dead of night

 

now haven't i made the bed
i'm now lying in the dead
of night

 

i talked to father john
he said this life goes on
though i don't want it to

 

i told him what you did
he told me cheer up kid
there's nothing else to do

 

but in the dead of night
i'm looking for the light
i used to have in me

 

and i'm sorry father john
but it seems like it's gone
in the dead of night

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  • arqios

    The light that used to be there, wow. That just struck home. This will sit with me for a while. Thanks for sharing.

    • Noah Malice

      i appreciate that bard, hope you're doing alright.

      • arqios

        It will be alright, Gon, thanks. Poetry’s light is on and being tended.

      • L. B. Mek

        'the last one, to leave
        my heart
        I beg
        turn off, the lights
        offer me
        that same
        escape, from myself...'

      • ela

        I enjoyed reading in the dead of night It has this swaying pattern of chosen words that rhyming well.

        • Noah Malice

          thank you ela, it's nice to have someone notice the meter!



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