Mother Of The Night

This is a little poem that refers to the night, that mother who takes care of us even in the darkest hours of our lives.

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Mother of the night, please pray for me

For I am lost in this dark sea

Of sorrow, pain, and misery

And my heart is drowning, can’t you see?

I wander through the streets alone

With thoughts and memories I can’t disown

Of love that’s lost and dreams now gone

And all that’s left is this mournful tone

The moon above, so cold and bright

It is witness to every that happens on this endless night

And all I see is emptiness and blight

As I stumble through this endless plight

Mother of the night, please pray for me

For I am forever lost in this dark sea

Of tears that fall and fears that be

And my heart is broken, can’t you see?

I search for solace in this abyss

But find only echoes of the love I miss

And all around me, a world in disarray

A reflection of the turmoil in my heart each day

The stars above, so distant and cold

Are shining bright, a sight to behold

But they offer no comfort to my weary soul

As I struggle to find my way back to life.

Mother of the night, please pray for me

For I am lost in this dark sea

Of regrets that haunt and pain that creeps

And my heart is shattered, can’t you see?

I long for the light that once shone so bright

The warmth of a love that made everything right

But now it’s gone, and I’m left alone

To face this crawling darkness on my own

The world outside is a distorted blur and a haze

As I wander through these endless days

With no direction or purpose in sight

Lost in the shadows of my own plight

Mother of the night, please pray for me

For I am slowly drowning in this dark sea

Of memories that haunt and dreams that flee

And my heart is heavy, can’t you see?

But in the silence of this melancholic state

I find a glimmer of hope, a chance to escape

And though the road ahead may be unclear

I know that I will find my way, have no fear

For I am strong, and know I will rise with the sun.

Above the darkness that clouds my skies

And though the scars may never fade

I will emerge victorious from this deep shade

Mother of the night, please pray for me

For I have found a way to break free

From this endless sea of misery

And my heart is healing, can’t you see?

My wounds will start to close real soon.

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