Night Owls

Hidden

We are the quiet. We live it every night.
We work late hours and rarely get a bite.
We learned to listen in the dark.
We learned how to make 3 hours of sleep into a power nap in the middle of a park.
We do a lot at night.
We even learned how to answer our questions about crap in our past with realistic answers so we can finally sleep in peace. (5am mostly)
We are the diamonds burried deep in the shadows.
We are not afraid to walk the streets at night.
We rarely pick a fight.
We are night owls. No matter the change in our schedule, we will still be up, answering more questions as our beautiful nightmares take flight.
It's crazy. Please understand us. We aren't angry. We aren't comfortable with loneliness. Yet we have to be. Someone at some point, left us in the dark. Some more literal than others.
There are a lot of us. We will be alright...even tonight.

  • Author: Hidden Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 3rd, 2017 22:02
  • Comment from author about the poem: Being left in the dark. It can mold you into someone totally different. It's where memories come back...which I believe are unanswered questions of the past. They keep coming until you finally have an answer. Some of us haven't found it yet.
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 8
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