Late Quiet Nights
By: Sachi Dixit
The house is quiet,
like it finally fell asleep
Lights are off,
doors are closed,
and the world feels paused
My phone glows in the dark,
the only light that stays awake with me.
Time moves slower at night,
like it’s giving me space to think
No one’s watching.
No one’s asking what's wrong.
I don’t have to explain myself.
Late at night,
when everyone is asleep,
I feel the most real
just me, my thoughts,
and the silence that actually listens.
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