Back into the night.
Caught up in the abstain
I could only wish for the comfort of the rain.
In a constant search of how
I had always thought it was supposed to be
in a life in a world with more
than just me.
I turned to the world to say
but the world had only seemed to look the other way.
With no light nor sound
only the darkness I had found.
I wrote a wish upon a star
and threw it back into the night...
I want to go to bed but please
I don’t want to say goodnight!
Tomorrow is sure to only return the pain
of wishing again for the comfort of the rain!
