Solace of Night

Is there nothing right and wholesome left to be had on this planet? A people of disgrace and disregard. Are there no true lovers, friends, or family left? Let me go. Throw me away on the wings of freedom and I will let the wind catch me for it is more steady than man. Family has forsaken in the name of "love," friends have become liars, and lovers have crushed and broken the spirit of those who loved them most. There is more solace in the cold, dark night than in the arms of those who care.