In the daytime I can spin my story
Tell myself I am satisfied being alone
I have friends
I am not lonely
I have purpose

But the nighttime comes and my doubts slink in
Whisper small eternities
I am alone
I am unloved
I am without

Why does the sunlight banish these darker thoughts?
Why do they return to me as I lay in my bed?
If I wake, cheerful and empty of regret
Tomorrow comes and I am unafraid
If I  face the day undaunted
Nightmares will welcome me home
Still I face the night as well
Until the time the two are one
The night illuminated or
The day encapsulated in shadow