…although i am truly a night-child i am forced to lived in this world of the light. as much as i despise the sunlight caressing my skin and burning at my eyes i deal with it. after all, i am strong. i live each day a lie.
each morning i wake after only a few hours of sleep and begin the day as someone who, in reality, i am not. i so long for the day when i can sleep the light-times away and submit to the night and its darkness and shadows. i wait for a time when i can emerge into the moonlight and love what it is i have become. for now i hate my fate. i am given alternate lives and alternate identities. i long to run over the darkened grass and feel the silver light of the stars and moon upon my pale skin and i long to see the shadows stretch out to embrace me…their friend…their child.
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Truly amazing, it leaved me speachless, sometimes I have felt like that, the embrace of night what a delight
i read your words and see myself writing the same. i also am a night child, and i also hide my true identity. not only do i hide my fellings for the dark, but i also hide who i truly am. in part because i do not yet fully know who and what i am and will become, but also because it hurts to have these different lifes and never knowing which is reality and which is my fantasy. but only in the night, only in the dark do i see more clearly. only the shadows show my true self, the stars are my many intrests, some more visible than others, and the moon always changing mirrors my emotions. i learn more each day and night, and each day and night it comforts me to know i’m not alone with these feelings.
How beautiful! This is one easy to relate to…..many here being children of the night, moon and stars. Yes….I found this post irrisistable and I’ll be sure to read it over and over. Ha,ha….I like it that much! BRAVO my friend….bravo.