Moon comes and chases the Sun away

Just another end to a very long day

Darkness falls through my windowpane

Pours upon me like a hard falling rain

I stay in bed covered by my own misery

I can hear the twinkling stars laugh at me

My walls they keep staring at me in silence

My ceiling looks down on me like a tyrant

I can hear the noise outside of my door

Voices speaking words I cannot ignore

They say, “I am sure that he will be alright”

“I am sure he will make it another night”

I lie in my bed waiting for another day

As the Sun rises to chase the Moon away