when nighttime calls
the halls of my memories infiltrate my mind,
body, and soul;
picturing images of the times we shared,
the pain, love, fun, despair,
and all of the holiday cheer;
when nighttime calls
my deepest darkest secrets are revealed,
thought to be concealed
but it is something about the nightfall
that calls moonlit shine to brighten my mind
when the memories of my past
darkens my vision's prism...