I'm going to make an effort to post a little bit more. If not about me then about something else.

Who knows, I might start a spontaneous one-shot.   

Midnight  

Of day and night you change to a person you don't want to be. 

Sad, for there is no reprieve, nor is there any exit as far as you can see.

Come toll, the midnight bell

Signal the change thou cannot quell

A person otherworldly brought on by delusion; an imaginary scene

Of whom vowed to protect thee, a promise made as if in a dream

Toll, toll, the midnight bell sings

A presence unwanted and wanted, but out it careens

Living among us in the everlasting world

Of delusions and illusions, as real as real can be