Lady Of The Night by RRoger06

Here in the dark alone with noone but the images of the screen infront of me i focus on the sounds coming from outside.

A cool breeze passes by howling to the midnight light radiant by the lady up at night floating in the sky watching even the darkest corners speaks carrying messages from thoughts of every mind awake past hours waiting for someone to hear them.

Here i am thinking. . . .

My thoughts carried out floating in the atmosphere traveling afar to i dont kno where but away from the original spot it was thought in the first place.

I ask myself what is it that i feel deep down knowing that theres a presence around me staring back at me through the mirror glare that creates figures in the dark that i dont see in the day.

As we all know and have heard stories that take place under the only light in the sky to brightn the streets the moon we all wonder wat is it that lurks outside our homes our comfort zones. . . . The mind.

Thoughts and sounds carried by the howling wind looking for any vulnerable soul awake at night to fill and poison their minds with fears brought by their own thoughts thought out.

Why is it that even though the screen infront of me is louder than anything around isnt enough to distract me from the lowest sounds that creep outside howling whispering into my ear filling my head reaching the thoughts that lay in my mind.

Here alone awake i am writing my thoughts down keeping record keeping track of the night my mind cought a thought that started out by the lowest whisper that came from outside.

Listening . . . Thinking. . . Wondering. . .

Feeling my thought be pulled out of my mind I also feel, the life at night more alive thatn day even when there is no sound. These thoughts, drifting into the midnight breeze floating to the sky reaching the lady of the night in the sky, that listens.

- A deep thinker . . . Roger.