Carpe Noctem

There has always been something captivating about the night.
The energy
The darkness
The secrecy
The danger
The freedom
I seize the night
The day has already been conquered.
The night is left alone
The night has been left untouched
I seize the night
The moon
The thing I thrive to be
But known and adored by many
I seize the night.


It’s the bitch of living, with nothing going on.

Nothing is going on.
At this very moment, stuck in my room.
2 am
Getting deeper and deeper into the bed.
No plans for when the sun rises.
Just to continue to sink
Until a siren, a piercing call, pulls you away.
Stuck in a cage.
It’s the bitch of living,
There is nothing going on.
All i want to do is to continue to sink,
It’s seems like the only thing keeping me from going