#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams.
When the images of successes flash in your mind like a victory spree.
A time when introspection best fit it's purpose.
In the quietest part of the night.
When silent voices of events past make you want to do better the next morning.
A moment to communicate with your inner self is in the quietest part of the night.
© Gentle