SAM TUMBLIN

Night Embrace

When the sun goes down, my skin begins to crawl,
Listening to the bumps at night and shadows on the wall.
As darkness fills the room and silences the day,
I hear my heart beat louder as the light slips away.

The blood that courses through my veins
Whispers of old sorrows, memories, and pains.
Each creak and distant murmur seems to play a part,
Stirring restless thoughts deep within my heart.

Yet the dark brings me a strange peace,
A place where life’s relentless ravages cease.
The world grows quiet, its burdens set aside,
And in the night’s embrace, I no longer need to hide.

For though the darkness may awaken fear,
It also draws the soul and pulls it near.
Beneath the moon’s watchful and gentle sweep,
The weary mind finds rest, and the spirit drifts to sleep.