the night knows

dark holes we climb into never looking to see if there is another way
going the wrong way too long then the U turn in our mind
words fail, people fail corruption exists and foils our lovely plans
getting lost in the extreme busyness 
loneliness finds an exquisite calling card engraved for nights you won't sleep
warm memories seep into your room, breathing expands , breath runs away
we lie in cold loveless dirty raining beds of grief
the silent river carves its place aging us with sad young faces
no eraser
the futile sigh goes unheard, unloved in misery
dreaming in color, dying in sepia
walking in crowds alone
living unknown in living rooms that we call home
where love isn't love and freedom is an illusion
and we tell ourselves there is nowhere to go from here
so we write, we create, we dance alone creating circles that only the night knows