when your head throbs from repeated blows to the wall I will be the pillow you lie on
in the quiet of the night when you can hear your thoughts
and the absence of light makes it sound like they are screaming.
I will be the wind that whispers you to sleep.
when the world shakes beneath you and you find it hard to stand I will be the bed where you find solace.
if the dark seems to paint faces you tried to forget
I will be the light you turn on