Everyday Canvas

In the Middle of the Night

in the middle of the *night, I aim to see
inside my thoughts, and *learn to be free

my *pan of emotions, a simmering stew,
in depths of darkness, I'll know what is true

as each moment *registers my soul's plea,
breaking through *barriers, an edict I decree

from my *stock of *quarrels, I search and rescue
one silent *scream, a strength I value

for at the end, it's just life and *me,
in the middle of the night, tired and free