The night sky holds secrets within,
Lost promises and forgotten dreams,
Burdened hearts that can barely win,
A never-ending cycle of misery it seems.
A fight against the clock's hands,
No rest in sight, they keep their stand,
The bravest are caving, ripped at the seams,
The thoughts of what lies ahead remain unscathed.
The promises linger, still unfulfilled,
Searching for hope that's long been stilled,
The worries of what is and what will be,
Take away sleep, so little time to see.
Though the night be relentless, time is naught,
My eyes search for solace, finding naught,
Yet no matter what the darkness reveals,
Hope endures, and with it, the promises to keep.
©ha-satan
J