The Fascination

The Prospect of Night

Alone

before midnight

the night surrounds me.

The stillness of the halls

like the shadows on the walls.

Outside

the moon shines

and the prospect is tempting.

To be free in the dark

a creature with a heart of silver.

Yearning

and wanting

the sense of mystery pulls me;

be hidden and concealed

by secrets revealed.

Escaping

and breaking

the bonds of daylight that trap thee.

Creeping through the unknown.

Silence and danger is my home.

Skies

already blackening

a time of relief and fright.

I broke the glass window

and escaped into the night.