“Midnight Agony”

Poem # 08 “ Midnight Agony ”

Oh that night, that holy night

Some tears were shed & eyes were red

He let himself fall down the stairs

The stairs of his memory lane

The stairs were armed to the teeth

With swords of past and trauma blades

The angles thought he was in pain

He loved it as his ultimate fate

To love the night what it really meant

To accept the risk of hell in moonlight

Talk about night, it's just not fair

One minute I'm dreaming, next I'm in a nightmare