Moon so Bright;
shadow's dark— blacker than black,
dancing under the moonlight,
all through the night.

Branches swaying,
Here I lay breathing.

Lying on my bed looking at tthe clock;
I lie stiff still as it says tick, tock.
Listening to the dogs bark
as they look at a tree bark.
Night's long, I can't sleep at all.

Hearing noises from outside;
The wind as it howls,
The hoot of the owls— All can be heard inside.

I breathe in deep breaths,
as I think of things I shouldn't be thinking.
Hating myself while loving everything else;
Oblivious to all the pain in my heart at the moment.

Looking out as I succumb to night's call— Calling out, though not a single sound is really heard literally at all.