Midnight (2007)

Midnight (2007)
Current mood: cold
Category: Writing and Poetry

I wait for the time, it comes real slow.
I would rather hide, but you already know.
What lays in the dark, with a glare in my eye.
Staring close, as you sit and cry.
You hear me breath, as your tears fall down.
Waiting for me, to take care of your frown.
But I sit and watch, as you wipe them away.
You get on your knees, and begin your pray.
Your words are soft, and pure as can be.
But you know your words, are hard for me to see.
You look back, to make sure Im there.
But my look brings, a chill in the air.
You look away, and look into the sky.
You can tell, midnight has passed by.
You begin to stand up, and take in the fresh air.
You realize it was me that made you feel better, not the prayer.

Jake Alexander Cruse

~ by jcruse86 on July 25, 2008.