Night,
It is the only part of the day,
When i can truly be myself,
And have my own comfort time,
The world feels so quiet,
Without any vehicles passing through the road,
And any group of people making noise under my window,
I can breathe peace,
Watching at the breath-taking beauty of moon,
Watching the leaves on the tress swing within the wave of the wind,
Everyone sleeping having a good or bad dream,
Meanwhile I get lost in the world of night..
When I look out of my window,
At the lovely dark night,
I can see the "starry night" painting infront of my eyes,
Maybe it is an illusion,
Visible only for me,
But even if it's all an illusion,
I'd still love to get lost in there,
How beautiful it feels,
When the night sky starts to cry,
And make my heart fall in love with it,
The peace it gives to my soul,
It's nowhere else to be found but in the night rain,
When the wind blows in my room,
I turn off the light and make my room even darker,
Uh huh, it doesn't scare me like when I was a child,
But instead,
It gives me the butterflies which never fly away,
The wind goes inside my body,
And does it's magic,
Then it makes me walk to the window, take my hand out and let the tears of the sky touch me and my soul,
As the clouds,
Hide my best friend (the moon),
I lay down on the bed,
The poet in me starts to call me with the most loud voice,
It says "open up your diary", 'bleed on it", "print your pain", "and let the rain wash it all away",
I do as it says,
I pick up my black pen and start to write,
Eveything I hold in my heart,
When I finish,
I go to the roof, scream to the world,
And let rain wash everything away,
I let the wind blow my pain,
This way I can heal myself..
The night starts to get longer and darker,
Which is very better,
But then my bed calls me,
It says "no it's time to rest your mind little girl",
But my brain never rests,
It's working even when my yes are shut,
My brain starts to show a picture,
Which can only be seen through my mind,
People call it dream,
I call it movie,
There is a difference,
Which only some will understand.
The night starts getting lighter,
The moons starts to set,
The rain is still dropping, and making the most amazing sound,
The wind is still blowing,
But my head starts getting heavier,
And my mind need to rest,
I lay my head down on the pillow,
Shut my eyes,
Then I get lost into the world of movies,
While the sky is still crying,
And the night is still as pretty.
Night,
Oh how I love night,
And how much peace and comfort it provides me,
Oh how I enjoy night,
And how happy it makes me,
Oh how I admire night,
And how it makes me feel,
Oh how I love it,
The beautiful starry night.