—EXISTENCE—

The little Night,
keep asking for her endings,
I told nothing but she knew.

Everyone hopes for the Day,
the light that touches their feet,
the brightness that makes you awa'
but it ends the little Night.

She keeps asking the time,
I was wondering,
might not tell her the truth,
the truth of her reality.

But she knew,
she wants to end everyone's sufferings.
suffering of having wet pillows,
the darkest dreams.

Everyone surely 'hate that little Night'
but she smiles back and hugs the Day,
because she knew,
knew of her existence.

©ANIK