This is what comes of sleepless nights when dreams and tears have taken flight, and silence closes in on me, deeper and darker than the sea. Tears have gone but fear remains. Darkness removes what daylight gains. My eyes will not allow me to sleep but gaze inwardly at the sorrow I keep. Time passes slowly, waiting for dawn - watching to see if the demons have gone. All through the night they sit at my feet, devouring my thoughts, making sour the sweet. But even in sorrow the world is still turning as my fearful candle at both ends is burning. The sun will arise, a new day will come - another day older, another night gone. least not my best, but what the hell... I couldn't sleep, I had to do something!