Why, Night? Options

[Guest_blondie_*]

Why, Night?

Why, night,
must you entrap me
with your sickening hug
of coldness
as I cry?
Why, night,
do you hold me
in your ghastly grip
of loneliness?
Your touch has failed me,
holding no comfort.
Release me,
for I want you
no more.
I would rather grasp
his frigid hand
and wipe away
my own tears.

[Athena]

Ohhhhh Amy!  After too many deaths in my life I lived through so many night hauntings as this marvelously expressive poem portrays.  Those nights are no longer a part of my world, but I survived through many, many dastardly difficult loooonnnnnnnnnggg ones, steadfastly willing the dawn to find me.  And, they did ... each dawn whisper-kissed from God found me and bathed me with hope.

Wonderful poem, girl!

Dolly