The Night Is My Home

Warm or cold,
The night takes care of me.
It doesn't let the memories hurt me,
It just makes it all go away.
In the beauty of the night,
I can pretend I am who I want to be.
In the illumination from the moon,
I can dance with a freedom not allowed by the sun.
The darkness conceals my flaws.
The shadows hide me from my demons.
The night is when I can feel at peace.
The night is my home.
♠ ♠ ♠
I do not like this. *Sigh*