Dawn to Dusk

January 25: PRETTY DARKNESS

I don't sleep well
Anymore
And I don't know if it's just the cold
Or it's written on my soul
To go to bed at two in the morning
I've been given so many warnings
About teens
And sleep
But I don't want to dream
Sometimes
And there's something nice
About seeing nothing at all
When you open your eyes
To give yourself a break from the lies
You tell yourself
Because things could live in the dark
And people some people do
Too
But don't feel pity
Sometimes I just kinda think the dark is pretty