The night used to terrify me.
It brought me nightmares and left me fearful.
Desperately, I wished it’d never come. I wanted it gone,
forever and for good.
Yet, each day, it came – on queue.
Mocking me with its darkness.
Eventually, the world began to change…
I no longer fear the night but find it beautiful.
Now, I love the quiet it contains and
my drifting thoughts.
It’s not always bad to me.