When stars are sprinkled in the sky
like tiny shards of glass
the cool breeze whispers quietly
of midnights long since past
when my alarm reads 2 am
in glaring neon red
i stay awake and think of you
when i should be in bed
i try to shake the memories
but they won't leave my mind
they claw and kick and writhe and screech
and eat away the time
i often try to understand
why they won't let me be
i often reach out for your hand
but mine returns empty
i miss the nights when i could sleep
knowing you were here
back then my eyes were full of dreams
now they are filled with tears
