The night

The night crept in, like a shadow in the wind.  The sun had set for the day, no more children at play.  The loneliness of the moon, filling the sky, how was I suppose to not cry.  The leaves no longer in bloom, I sat alone in one room.  Thinking about my feelings of the season, was there a reason?  The darkness of my mind, matched the trees that lined the horizon, ongoing and forever, was it going to get better?  My soul now has a hole, things were not the same, who was to blame?  Was it the feelings of emptiness of today, where I could no longer say, that my heart belonged to me, when was I going to be free?  Bound by the moonlight, I can't even put up a fight.  I lost the meaning of my life, daydreaming of when I could finally make things right.