Not In the Night

Now begins the night my world defines itself in light. when everyone has gone.... I look around and I'm alone. The barren room recalls your voice and how the cadence falls. footsteps on the stairs, I turn to touch who isn't there. Splinters in my hands, from crawling through the netherlands. I'm Lost beyond the wire, barbed and brutal with desire. I'm forced to face the ways to try and spend these loathsome days. But I would be alright except for you............ not in the night