storm

it is nights like these which i yearn for the most
with an eminent storm brewing in the distance
and with the whole household asleep
i used to savour nights of tranquility and undisturbed thoughts
moments of carpe diem and seconds of calm
but they are all gone now.
this is not a stereotyped scene from an RPG nor am i sounding whimsical and writing all these in caprice
it is just me
how long is the night?
i only have an hour left.

sometimes i just want to scream ---> i've already done that
sometimes i just want to run away from it all --> that's not solving the problem

i guess the only thing that i can do right now is wait for time to pass me by
how long is the night
for a nocturnal person like me it is an eternity of Day