at these times when the stars dip low
as the night sky is a shade darker
I feel myself fall deeper into blue
often times I cannot comprehend
how the world can be cruel to its ebb
haven't I sweat enough buckets to fill a lake
to get more to what I can ought to take?
as I hid in the shade at afternoon's peak
when I beamed when the sun rays kissed my skin
even though the rigor and gravity pulling us deep
we made it through
I thought the universe paid me off
with little things to keep me warm
— such little things, I say,
meant so much little more —
as I have hidden far too long in the dark
He had sent me gifts to treasure all through
— but why must you send off things
that also meant the world to me?
I do not have the right to question You this
but can I even make it through?
all along the deepening way of the night
with only a lamp post to guide me through
I cannot help but feel restless
letting these fears and doubts creep in—!
the twisted thoughts have taken over me
same with the fellows who got me through
we expect a night of toss and turns,
as we ready ourselves how this unfolds
how can we even sleep soundly this night?
when the monsters that is visiting us
is what used to be the light who helped us through?