Night

This is the other side to my poem "Dark." "Dark" embodied the advantages of Darkness, while "Night" embodies something less romanticized, but just as real. Everyone goes through dark times like the two characters in this poem. If you don't, then your perception of reality is not as complete. Both "Dark" and "Night" are embodiments of this truth. Just as dark times reveal things that could not be realized other wise, they are also trying times, and fearful times. "Dark" and "Night" are ment to be taken together.


Night

‘It’s so dark in here’
she said
‘Don’t you want to wait for light?’

"Something is chasing us,'
I replied,
'We can't let it get us.'

Everybreath was our last
but we moved on.

The darkness conquered our sight.

We could not see; we could only
Listen and feel around.

Every experience was burned onto our
Finger tips.

Every root that ruffled our hands.

Every snapped twig stole our hearing.

The dryness of the humidity and heat
in our mouths,

The absent taste of webs.
‘Is that a spider on my neck?’

We made our way into the open night.
Not daring to look back into the dark behind.

We gazed upon the starlit night.

The sun began to rise

Relieved to see the day
We never forgot the dark behind
or the dark we would face.

‘I love the light,’
I said to her,
‘But you can’t avoid the night.’