Night time?

Night time is when I’m feeling fine,

when everything has receded

all the way back at the end of my mind.

Night time is the only time

when I’ve got that feeling,

of being fine.

When the dark comes out to play,

my thoughts are easier to lay out,

to look back on.

Things are far simpler, under a shroud of black,

bringing everything into sharp focus,

with the right amount of blurring the edges.

At night is when the ink runs hot,

and its at night

when everything feels all right.