Night has crept up Like a blight on the perfect day. I've become untied by the night's darkness. I'm alone. You my delight, have returned home. You, now are hers, her knight, I am forgotten, like a dream once awoken slipping into limbo. Why do I allow this? Why do I debase myself? Why do you get the night and day? While I get an unjustified plight? When tomorrow comes I will smile and say, "Goodbye and goodnight parasite"