#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...

Stay with me.

Find a silly little reason
To tough this night out.
Nightfall is a burial shroud -
Wrapping us in its tight embrace
And blocking out everything but
Our own thoughts.
The world feels bleaker at night,
Alienated and cold.
Human connection feels like
A fever dream we were rudely
Awakened from,
And instantly mourn the
Fictional comfort of.

I am not saying that
Getting through this night
Will be easy,
But please, just -
Stay with me.

Follow me,
Brave Traveller,
To the cosy den of distractions.
Together,
We can weather out the storm
Until the light of a new day
Makes it safe to emerge.

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