It is Morning once again.
I stand with my arms wide.
But nothing comes to them.
And they fall limp to my side.

It is Evening once again.
I close my eyes once more.
Forgetting what I lost in strife.
And I lay my head upon the floor.

The floor is colder than I remember

Where are you now, dear Morning?
Have you found the sunlight?
The rays that you seek so cherished?
Have you won your lost fight?

Why are you not here, good Evening?
Is it not your time to come back?
Why do you mock me so?
Of the perfections that I lack?

Come back to me, dear Morning.
Comfort me, good Evening.
I do not wish to go to sleep.
Lost in something so deep.

It is silent at this hour
Are you there, dear Morning?
Where are you, good Evening?
Leaving without any warning?

The horizon shatters to pieces.
And I sprint in desperation.
Please, do not leave me again.
My feelings lost in frustration.

I have never felt so much before.

It is so cold where I stop.
My feet curled beneath me.
Holding everything I am.
My soul shakes in silent plea.

Can I not go on the same?
Can I not make that decision?
Why do I always fall so easily?
With emptiness in my vision?

Come back to me, dear Morning.
Comfort me, good Evening.
I do not wish to go to sleep.
Lost in something so deep.

Words form in my mouth.
Spurting from my mortality.
Telling the unknown truth.
Bringing me back to reality.

The Morning will never leave.
The Evening will never die.
Nor will they ever be life.
Nor will they ever give reply.

I will not be lost again.

I raise my head from the floor.
Blinking at the rays of light.
Touching my warm tears.
Lifting myself to full height.

What is it like to live abundantly?
To live with purpose and might?
To die without a second thought?
To sleep without the illusion of fright?

I do not need you, dear Morning.
No need of comfort, good Evening.
I am tired and in need of sleep.
To fall into something so deep.