Toss and turn upon the mat...
No peace within your mind...
Trying in vain to rid thoughts fleeting about.
All you can do is lay there in a seeming pout.
No hope of rest...
Too many things to ponder,
Too many ways to wander.

What can you do in such a state?

All you can hope to do is not to go insane.

In your sea of loneliness...
Your thoughts are all you have.
The day flows by, gay as can be.
You laugh with all around you,
You pretend all is well.

But in the night... when all is dank and quiet...
All you can think of is how alone you are.
Wondering when this pointless night will quit.
Waiting for the daylight so you can hide again within its rays.

You listen to the house breathing, following it's pace with your own.

But it doesn't calm you... all you can think of is what a thin veil life is.

So easily torn asunder.

Though despite all the darkness, you still rise the next day.
You may despise how alone you are inside...
But you still hold on to that one shred of hope and home.
Casting aside your chains long enough to live another day.
For the sake of the sanctuary day brings.

The dark cannot harm you.
Only harden you.

Toss and turn if you have no other way,
But in the break of day, you can still rise.
You know no matter how alone you are...
You can still shine.
You are not reduced to ash by the eyes of others.

You can go on.
You must go on.

The nights voice is not your muse.
The amusement brought by day conquers your nights.
Your search for your crown is not in vain.
Though there be pain, there will be gain.
As long as you rise from your tossing and turning in the night.

In your sea of loneliness...
Your thoughts are all you have.
The day flows by, gay as can be.
You laugh with all around you.
You pretend all is well.

Until it is.

"light up the darkness."


Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Solis, in the year 8 AM.