Darkness creeps quickly, scaring all light away,
brings about a gust of wind, that blow out all candles,
brings demonic thoughts and fear of shadows, who in this situation could pray?
a lonely flicker of light flashes, and the thoughts become too much to handle.
Free the light, bring about the morning sun,
let the same wind that blows out any remaining light, be the same to blow away this weather,
it is way too early to not be tired, phone claims it to be 6:01,
well whether or not you wished for alot, a Christine, Stephanie or Heather.
I wish for black, to slowly change to a light blue,
for the rain to stop pounding on my window, for something to start going right,
thank the skies that a blackout happened at night, calmed by the sound of rain and thoughts of you,
a flash of light outside my window, lights up the dark weary night.