Never ending night
In the day I cope
With the problems
but at night,
Oh at night.
In the darkness, the moon light,
how the stillness makes things grow,
and my emotions in full flow.
As I toss and turn,
unable to sleep,
in the darkness of the night,
I leave my bed,
but not my fears
I roam the house,
look out the window,
look at the stillness
but none within.
I feel the tears
but do not understand them,
irrational awakening dreams
of family, friends and loved ones,
of future and of past.
longing for the morning.
longing for sleep.
longing for the end.
of the never ending night
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