Lonely Nights Poem by Soha Zidan

Scared was my slogan
Whenever I was left alone
thinking no one would come back
to save my drowning soul

I still see me there
crumbled with despair
wearing my leather green coat
thinking of my drowning boat

I stared at every face
I stared with no grace
wishing for it to be mine
wishing to be saved all fine

But luck was never mine
It kept my slogan in line
It kept me hanging there
with no mercy and no care

I used to spend the night
fighting the coldness and fright
wishing for the face
that would stop that painful race

And after a battling night
I sleep while crumbled with fright
thinking no one will ever fight
to hold me close and tight

And when the sunshine visits
giving hope with no limits
I find myself in bed
served hot butter and bread

I find all faces back
with loneliness no more on track
I'm here and no more scared
I'm here on shore I declared

Faces always come back home
I told myself every morning
But the fright of me being alone
always hit me with no warning

At night, whenever I was alone
I forget the morning sunshine
I forget that every night
must be followed by some bright

And here I am all grown
neither worried not even blown
not fearing the darkest nights
nor the darkness of all frights

I know the sun must shine
after dark nights confine
and birds will always sing
the song of love and swing