Midnight Fears....

This poem was written long ago and i mean it. I would aprecciate comments. It was originally called 'The Midnight Life'. But i changed it.

As the wind touched my face.
As the light darkened and
all became nothing.

With no time to waste.
i didn't think it was true.

My life is left empty

and despair is shown.
nothing will please a heart like mine.

it is broken and dead.
I said it was full and happy.

that was a lie i always said.

To cover the mistakes of the midnight.
wishing it was once again light.

I try find the right ways
always ending up in the same old craze.

the light brings happieness and all is swell.
the night will bring darkness and make you dwell.

hating the moment.
soothing tears,,,
,,will calm down anybody
with the midnight fears.

shaking stumbling.
thinking to quick.
it makes you too sick.

The light is gone and it wont be back for a while.
but the darkness enjoys..the midnight style.
The style is stubborn,, but still calm..

Look at the sight of light it takes away this fright.
though my heart is still not mended.

and it will remain black for the rest of my life.
i accept it in anyway possible.
with the sharp blade of the knife.