A nighttime fallen ill
An unusual event in my life
Full of voices unloving, arrogant, and exclusive
And so it’s time left for me to wonder why I’m in this place
With answers unendingly elusive
Why do such things come in these pairings?
Why must they be joyous and myself callous?
As I find my way home, are these questions worth their mental weight?
I can only glare as I look behind me
Lost in a bitter paradigm of hate
Past grievances dominate my thoughts with anger
As I sit in my home in near darkness, unable to handle brightness
Jaws clenching tight when a light is in front of me
Am I tired or have my dreams returned too soon?
These lights make it too damn bright to see
I sleep to dream, I sleep to dream
My body needs no rest in form, but from waking
I lay alone with eyes to the sky
In near darkness, with layers to protect me
I let myself go in the most vulnerable of states
Falling from the ragged cliff where I live in waking
The eyes fall shut but the sky is clearer than ever
My mind opens, with my soul, free for Night’s taking
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