"Beware those who sleep badly and are awake at night."

--Nietszche

3 o'clock am,

and here I am again--

fighting back the tears,

thinking back on years

Spent in silence.

Never saying what I meant;

and knowing all the time I spent

was being burned away.

What could I say

To make you understand my feelings?

To help you see my point of view?

All along it was true--

I wanted only you.

I can't deny

I wonder why sometimes

I stopped believing

in the simple truth of youth.

Expression--

can't you look into my eyes

and tell me why the sky is blue?

and why I'm not with you?

though I want to be.

Though I want to see you,

and let you look inside my soul.

I wanted only you.

Dawn never comes

to those who always run.

If truth were in a bottle,

would we drink or pour it out?

Reality--

don't look too far or you will see

we live in isolation.

And it's no wonder

that I wander

across my dreams at night,

searching for a light,

something to make it right.