Night Poem by Michael Buchanan

(I want to dedicate this And pretty much every other piece of writing to one of my good friends Stormy for showing me how to express myself in writing. So thank you Stormy)

Daylight slowly seeps down under the horizon, the air chills, all you know is that there in the darkness there are kill happening as we speak, thier future so bleak, they were too weak to continue, the silver moon will turn to red, as every hurt soul will bleed, in the silver sheen, no more then a screen, you can still watch and still can hear the pain lifting into the air, people showing the lifes they live arnt fair, so there will be no more time to share, goodbye to all i love, and goodbye to all i hate, see you in the time after fate, once i clean my slate and farewell to all those who care.