Midnight Friend

I promised myself tonight,
that I'd write myself a happy poem.
One to offset all the negativity,
that's been bleeding out of me,
Since you left me all alone.

So, with best intentions meant,
I'm willing to commit,
to writing something silly,
Though I still won't feel content.

The other day when I,
was walking through the trees,
I felt the earth speaking all around me,
breathing life back into me.

I climbed up onto the top,
of a mountain in the city,
lights shimmering for miles.
Despite my sadness,
They were pretty.

A noise behind me took me by surprise,
a snapped twig,
And in the brush,
a twitching tail and two glowing eyes.

Most have been afraid,
but I've lost all sense of fear.
Maybe something's off now in my brain,
But I called it to come near.

It stared at me in the dark,
as I stared down at the city,
probably wondering what I was doing
"Here kitty, kitty?"

Of course he didn't answer,
But he never left my side.
I could have been his dinner
He could have taken my life.

But we sat there in the dark,
Neither of us threatening or in fear
Maybe he just needed someone near
I told him my sad stories,
and he lended me his ear.

So, there's my happy poem.
It's the most I could muster up for now.
About my midnight mountain lion friend
who stood strong behind my back
when the world felt like it as falling down.