Summer nights

Those summer nights when I toss and turn in the bed

I snuggle under a blanket even when its warm

To get the comfort of a company

Its those dark hours that remind me of death and pain

I murmur those prayers my grandma taught me

It’s during those sleepless nights that I really think

My days are filled with books, movies, family & friends

That alone times that I converse with myself are getting scarce

There are days when I hardly talk to myself