It's lonely here
In the opening hours
Of a day I'm trying to find.
I rock to the silence
That cradles the night
And pray that the day will be kind.
Why is it nighttime
That nurtures my fear
That the sunlight keeps
Hidden away?
Why do I feel such
A sense of relief
At the sunrise
That signals the day?
Why does.......but wait!
The sun's just begun
Carving a path in the night
I'm sure I was feeling a panic of sorts...
But it's melted away
With the night.
