The Living Night

The Living Night

Every time we close our eyes this concrete world is broken,
and reality's displaced among such feelings left unspoken.
While the cracks within our conscience grow,
-Reaching new lengths and widths - we know
that the night has made our spirits come alive.

It is true that when the lights go out
Humanity is silenced and dissolved into a world of doubt
that lives and breathes and kills and dies
behind the crooked curtains of our ever-watchfull eyes.
But let the truth of such a death be widely known,
Dreams can have a heartbeat all their own.

So let the facts be gotten straight
about what happens when the night is late,
For your eyes may just be slowly closing,
and your mind adrifting towards two worlds opposing,
Two worlds where life is left suspended
and the nights to come are never-ended.

So beware when you lay down to sleep
for the dark within your soul forever creeps
upon the secrets you are hiding.
Where all those thoughtless nightmares sit residing.
But let the truth of living night be widely known,
Dreams can have a heartbeat all their own.

-Kyle J Kozaczka