Night, The Darkest Nights

Night comes alone and empty.

The stars, too far away and dim

To illuminate spirit or mind.

Darkness smothers and closes in.

City lights ablaze are cheering.

Alive I dance and sing.

But the night is long, and eventually,

Sleep takes me under its wing.

Morning shines, and hope anew,

Today brighter than yesterday’s song.

Even cloudy with rain is better than night,

But sunshine, worshiped, keeps me strong.

Alas, dark night is again.

Will morning release never come?

I sleep, breath tight and short,

Awaken, my battle unwon.

The day, like first love, is exciting,

But the night, ever still, is death.

My life roller coasters up and down

Reaching for fame, admiration and wealth.

What’s to ease the disappointments,

The night the darkest nights?

Can I rest in quiet and dark,

No fluttering heart without the light,

Breathe deep the soothing balm,

Be still without demand

For attention, affection, animation,

From someone else’s hand?