10-20-2025, 12:23 AM
Hello I’m new this is my first post. It is my first rough draft I know it needs some changes. Any criticism and advice is super welcome thank you
On one particular warm summer evening
I convince myself to sit outside
Allowing myself to take notice of the sunset
Admiring the beautiful pink and orange hues in the sky
I take a deep breath and smile
I start to feel myself slowly relax.
Taking comfort in the sun’s peaceful view it makes
Oh how I long for it to stay
But, of course, it doesn’t take me long to fall in disquietude
as I watch the evil, taunting moon come to take the suns place
just like it always does
I unnervingly start hearing faint whispers in the sky
behind the chilling sounds of the winds
like it is coming from the lowering sun itself.
It’s probably all in my head, but apprehension has already set inside my mind
as I hear the faint words of the disappearing sun
It seems to be telling the moon it’s now her turn to come out
and rule the night without the suns bright warmth interfering
So, yet again my safety blanket gets yanked away
and is replaced by my agonizing paranoia
that the fading sun always brings.
I know that darkness is coming as it always does
I can tell the night sky senses my dread
as if the voidless light is feeding off of my
Growingly intense jittery panic I started to feel
right when I heard the Sun beckon the moon awake.
Yet, I’m still sitting on the step
dreading that I am alone from the Sun yet again
An uneasy sense of loneliness slips into my mind
It starts to taunt my poor fretful heart
When I look out and see the darkness of the sky
I can’t help but wonder if this is it for me.
If the moon and the dark quiet night
is finally ready to take my sanity away for good
Nighttime equals isolation and the fear brings out immense distress
I try to turn my focus on the few happy thoughts
that should be somewhere in my mind
but of course the moon knows the routine as I have come to learn it.
It is as if she looks forward to observing my nervous breakdown
I try to pray but I know the void of darkness loves to steal
even the least of my favorite thoughts and memories
which unfortunately are nearing the end supply
My brain is screaming at me to run a different way
but I hear the maniac cackling up above
knowing I’d have no where else to stray
Nighttime equals loneliness for me
the fear brings out deep distress
In these moments I’m not scared of ghosts,
or random creatures of the night.
No, my fear is of being alone with my own terrorizing thoughts
which is what paralyzes me each time the sun departs
Maybe tomorrow night I’ll finally conquer the fear of my own mind
instead of being stuck in these horrifying thoughts,
restless and hiding from the moon.
Yet perhaps she is just as misunderstood and as lonely as I.
seeking refuge in not suffering alone as I do too
On one particular warm summer evening
I convince myself to sit outside
Allowing myself to take notice of the sunset
Admiring the beautiful pink and orange hues in the sky
I take a deep breath and smile
I start to feel myself slowly relax.
Taking comfort in the sun’s peaceful view it makes
Oh how I long for it to stay
But, of course, it doesn’t take me long to fall in disquietude
as I watch the evil, taunting moon come to take the suns place
just like it always does
I unnervingly start hearing faint whispers in the sky
behind the chilling sounds of the winds
like it is coming from the lowering sun itself.
It’s probably all in my head, but apprehension has already set inside my mind
as I hear the faint words of the disappearing sun
It seems to be telling the moon it’s now her turn to come out
and rule the night without the suns bright warmth interfering
So, yet again my safety blanket gets yanked away
and is replaced by my agonizing paranoia
that the fading sun always brings.
I know that darkness is coming as it always does
I can tell the night sky senses my dread
as if the voidless light is feeding off of my
Growingly intense jittery panic I started to feel
right when I heard the Sun beckon the moon awake.
Yet, I’m still sitting on the step
dreading that I am alone from the Sun yet again
An uneasy sense of loneliness slips into my mind
It starts to taunt my poor fretful heart
When I look out and see the darkness of the sky
I can’t help but wonder if this is it for me.
If the moon and the dark quiet night
is finally ready to take my sanity away for good
Nighttime equals isolation and the fear brings out immense distress
I try to turn my focus on the few happy thoughts
that should be somewhere in my mind
but of course the moon knows the routine as I have come to learn it.
It is as if she looks forward to observing my nervous breakdown
I try to pray but I know the void of darkness loves to steal
even the least of my favorite thoughts and memories
which unfortunately are nearing the end supply
My brain is screaming at me to run a different way
but I hear the maniac cackling up above
knowing I’d have no where else to stray
Nighttime equals loneliness for me
the fear brings out deep distress
In these moments I’m not scared of ghosts,
or random creatures of the night.
No, my fear is of being alone with my own terrorizing thoughts
which is what paralyzes me each time the sun departs
Maybe tomorrow night I’ll finally conquer the fear of my own mind
instead of being stuck in these horrifying thoughts,
restless and hiding from the moon.
Yet perhaps she is just as misunderstood and as lonely as I.
seeking refuge in not suffering alone as I do too