#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,
unaware it truly happened,
Maybe it was due to the war that broke between Ukraine and Russia but yes it happened,
Maybe mine mind was playing with the previous thought,
but I was deep asleep,
Outside we were waiting for something,
the news was that of our electricity cut off,
but suddenly as I was looking above ,
I could see we were under attack,
missiles flying...