21 JUL 2017 AT 0:19

Nights are my favourite.
It is contradictory as black and white.
Instills fear.
Nevertheless, serenely beautiful.
Soothing, yet so restless.
Tranquil but so unsettling.
As the world goes silent,
Thoughts become louder.
So quite that no one can hear you scream into your pillow.
Finally liberating the anger and frustration.
No one to see you cry your eyes dry.
Irrevocably allowing the sadness to shatter you.
It is in the darkest hours of nights,
That we free our demons,
To watch them run wild.

Don't be afraid of the night.
These NIGHTS ARE OFTEN your redemption.
They can camouflage your weakest moments,
Shield you from the bitter world.
Keeper of your secrets.
Hence when the day breaks,
You can rise like the sun.
As good as new.

Go get them, Tiger.

- The enigmas of the night.



- H