Hello Darkness…

my old friend.

Come to ponder me again?

To watch the tears, never-ending and slow

To follow my dreams, as they easily go

Or to witness my faith, fall down below

I hold my heart in my hands and beg for light

Question my hope, but pull through with might

Wishing for more, than my line of sight

Darkness, old friend, please go tonight.

—A. Cote