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.

[Guest_blondie_*]

Dear Dolly,

HI there!  Thanks so much for your kind remarks on my poem.  Yes, I have lived thru those long, desperate nights also.  Seems as if night haunts us so at times, we could swear it was breathing.  Those kind of nights make you especially thankful to see the next dawn.

Blessed are you to have made it thru those fretful nights thru God's grace.  

Thanks again for reading, friend.

~Amy~