This is a poem that came to me while working a youth overnighter at the YMCA. It was around 3am and all the kids had gone to bed, I was sitting at the front listening to music and just thinking and it came so I fired up word and jotted it down.
Why The Night? - By Brad Ferris
Why is night so much lonelier than day?
Is it the dark?
The shapeless shadow that seems to surround you
Or is it the stillness?
The tangible calm that wraps you tight
Like a blanket
Why at night do thoughts come?
So freely, unbidden
They come
Like loneliness
Out of the dark
Out of the still
Taking form only for a moment then vanishing
Like headlights on the road
Shining bright for a moment
To push back the night
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