Morning light
Might as well be midnight
You're asleep and I'm
By the window again
Watching shadows in the trees
Light on leaves and
Shadows
Leaving my body

Are they demons
Of mine
Fleeing for shelter
From summer light
Might as well
Bask while it
Lasts
They'll be back

Scared of the night
Isn't really my style
Shining out lights
Locking up windows
To keep myself out
Wishing that
All those days
Has killed more

I'm not suicidal but
Part of this
Needs to end