Everything Imaginable

Night and Day

"Night and Day"

The sun shining through the clouds is what leaves me alive,
The rays of light warm my face,
If I should feel fine then why I am I not,
I lay here writing but failing,
The words form in my thoughts and move to my hands,
I write them down but the words are now gone,
The things that were there have long been gone,
But if they were there then
Then why aren't they there now.
The only word that I can utter
How?
The sunlight is gone now and the shadows persist
The moonlight makes me want to fight,
Fight for the things that used to be here,
If I fight long enough will they return?
These things that I write will one day be lost,
And these things that I write hurt
The escapes that are used and the joys that are felt,
But what happens when these escapes run out,
Am I supposed to leave the pain to sprout?
I wish I understood the reasons why I have to try.
When giving up is so much easier tonight.
But then I remember the sunlight that's to come,
If I fall asleep I might miss the shining sun.
So I can never sleep.
I will forever stay up.

~I couldn't think of a decent title for this poem so don't be surprised if it changes~