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.
Thanks, friends, for stopping to read this "oldie." I wrote this soon after my divorce.....and those first few nights were LONG. Always a blessing when others enjoy my lines....