Midnight in a Empty House
By
me – Nikko
Huts,
homes, apartments, or dens.
Waiting
for where my joy begins.
Happy
stories don’t start this way.
Midnight
stuck with nothing to say.
Emptiness,
with no one near
On
my cheek I feel a tear.
What
is to come what has to be?
For
something new to happen to me.
Idol
strokes on fathers clock.
Where’d
he go, damn I forgot?
No
ones here I’m going to scream.
Will
someone wake me from this dream?
My
morning comes common ways.
I
see the light from morning’s day.
Eyes
grow dim with sleepless night
My
body responds without a fight.
Standing
tall, got on my feet.
Wakening
from my sleep so deep.
Midnights
are lonely without your friends.
Good thing those midnight now have ends.
This is for anyone who knows the feeling of having nothing at all… and finally after a long night finding something good. Nights can seem forever. Sometimes it is simply just a night. However it is sad to have those days. Every night has its day though. Don’t loose hope.