More poems by SammySparkleNinja.

My Twilight

My heart flutters with every movement this forest makes.
The stars above my head make light
And it's just on the brink of twilight approaching fast behind me.
Alas, I find myself stopping
And the darkness of stars take over like a shadow
As I stand under these trees.
Then I wonder...
Could I still find that nighttime light that so everlastingly calls my name?
Then I knew...
The light of the night is right where I'm standing
Because at that moment....
I knew that this twilight was my calling
And was always where I belonged.