Nights' Poetry and Lyrics

Heat

He gazes out the window,
at the icy ground below.
The flashes in the dark,
reflecting on the snow.

He hears the voices crying
and, knowing what to do,
he calms them all down
just like he was taught to.

Several breaths are taken,
then the mask is passed.
Each person holding on
with each and every gasp.

The floor starts to creek
beneath their weary feet.
He thinks about his children
and not about the heat.​

-Nights​

 

Descent Into Madness - (A Tragic Fate)

Hidden in the darkness lies a letter of destruction.
Standing in the path lies an object of obstruction.
Fighting by himself alone with all his sadness.
Falling down the road he sinks into his madness.
One by one he slowly calls upon his choices.
He simply cannot help but to listen to the voices.
They control his thoughts, his movements, his soul.
There's just one thing that they cannot control.
That would be his passion as an artist you see.
This would decide his fate, a tragic melody.

-Nights

 

Here we are, standing on the ocean front
Next to us, nothing but the sands of time
They dwindle, they flee, they're gone
An echo, ringing out through the silence

How far might they have gone
How long till they return
A million questions burning within
Silence is the only call returned

The waves crash upon our feet
Cold, calming, but dangerous
If they drag you too far from shore
Maybe you'll be the next one

Who leaves