#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Wanting nothing but peace to settle in,
Forbidding evil thoughts of lonesome nights,
Discarding unwanted trust in a light that doesn't last,
Even when the darkness calls,
clutching us in its endearing hands, the light also calls asking to free us from the clutches of our endearing enemy.

When our voices finally break down in fear, showing us the darkest parts of our being, and the light guides us to hope,

Hoping our deepest and darkest fears won't takeover

Hoping our weaknesses won't give us out to the world

Hoping our songs of joy.....

Hoping they won't turn into screams...

© Ammfak