In the still of the night

It is at night time, when everything is calm and dark, that I see more clearly than ever. Weird thoughts run through and scary feelings torment my soul.
This is a time of trouble, a time where all my fears come to light, they are no longer mine, they are no longer hidden. They appear and rubble right in front of me.
Fighting them is not an option, I wouldn't know how. Embracing them is too dangerous, they poison my entire disposition.

Slowly, I close my eyes, choose not to see clearly in this darkness, I search refuge in my inner self.
Slowly, I find myselp protected, all demons out. Just warm embraces.
Slowly, I see what was there all along. No demons. No fears.
Slowly, I find the eyes, hands and hearts of my friends.

I'm free.

This is also for you, J.P., my friend. From a Friend.