The night

Dear friend,

On the highroad with no lights on,
not making a sound.
I don't have a voice,
I don't have a breath.

The radio is on, but
my ears are long gone.
The night is as dark as
the lights let it be.

The stars are off, while
the night is way too black,
too strong,
they can't go through.

Wearing leather jacket,
although skin is all I have.
The heart is on power break,
the mind is on pause. relaxing.

The road will end,
the day will come,
I'll be alright.