darkness frees emotion

the dark of night is dangerous.

it takes our deepest thoughts and warps their context,

obscures their reality,

exacerbates them into planets that swirl above our heads in our own universes,

where they mingle with trapped emotions,

emotions that are magnified once hidden by night,

as they are released from their daytime suppression.

for in the dark emotion has no fear, no reason for it to hide;

an invisible character is safe in an invisible world.

there is no sense of judgment served from the clarity of day,

the microscope that perpetually examines.

there is no fight with logic,

emotion just presents itself for the world to see;

naked, exposed and dramatic,

it anticipates dark with the silent drumroll of twilight,

slowly creeping forward, growing confident with the sinking sun.

dusk is dangerous,

for it allows raw emotion to sneak out,

emotion that is searing and bold and frolicking,

it takes its own wheel, driving waywardly along the border of truth

without a sniff or a care or a second glance.

darkness frees emotion, letting it run wild like a shadow,

shameless and inescapable.