[not me writing this as though it’s rlly old💀]
I slept within the world’s embrace,
How comfortable I was!
A sin? No matter!
Consequence: none.
Whoever would catch me?
I’ll tell you—no one.
“A life worth living” is what I lived,
No thoughts of things to come.
When then—it hit me!
A great awakening;
My eyes fluttered open,
My slumber was done.
And now? I praise the one true God
For opening the d...
When you think of night, you think of peace.
Of stars in the sky, and a cold winter breeze.
A place to wish softly, “Goodnight, and sweet dreams”
Yes, that’s what you think of the night.
When I think of night, I think of death.
A stone cold Adieu through a last living breath.
As for the details, I won’t go in depth—
Yet that’s what I think of the night.
[sorry mate, the prompt was to make it sin...
