'Between two worlds.'
Our escape from the world remains in our minds.
We cling to his memory...
A friend of the night.
We wake up to find a new day.
Sadness will keep it's distance until reality reminds us he is only a dream.
Daylight forces him to hide deep in the darkest crevices in our hearts...
He is a nightmaren.
All that is imaginary helps him fly with us until the day wills us awake.
Reality chills our hearts so he can live.
Pathetic people who enjoy creating our depression help him survive off of our sadness which he destroys as the day ends.
I thank the pathetic for their service.
Imaginative minds dream of him, reality does not allow us to be with him during the day...
Between two worlds he remains waiting for eternal darkness to let him become real.
NiGHTS will visit us in the night as we drift off into darkness that only he can brighten for us.
I wonder...What if there where no NiGHTS?