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!