You were the morning
When the sun returns with hope
Now night confuses.

You're reason denied
Right and wrong are black and white
I am the dark grey.

You're the color red
Red hair, red shirt, red hands
From speaking the truth.

You are a spider
I don't want to be afraid
But you're poisonous.

You're a short-circuit
Sparking and damaging
In my motherboard.

His dark mood was calm
And with a look in his eyes
That spoke of patience.

I just can't focus,
I'm in a cloud of nothing;
And I don't know why.

The wind blows outside;
It sounds like the ocean waves
On a grey morning.

Last day of my week
I feel lucky—I'll be free
And party tonight.

I'm just too tired;
Last night was just frustrating...
I can barely type.

Inspiration sparks
It flows and bursts into flame
I am overcome.

I feel strong tonight

A hundred songs burst from me

In colorful bloom

The darkness holds fear no more

I laugh in the face of death 



Dreams cannot threaten

I fear no nightly phantom

Day will come with joy

But until then I will sleep

And rest my wearied body. 



My mind is awake

Thought after thought captures me

Musings, wonderings, 

Daydreams before I slumber;

Life is bright and wonderful. 



Yes, I feel strong tonight.

I want to forget
That you even existed,
But know what I learned.