Nobody hears me, nobody can lend an ear
I don't reach out, enthralled by fear
Captivated by the endless peace
Who but God could create such a feast

Here it comes, another dark night
Alone again with no chance of light
I write to live and live to right
So many wrongs, another dark fight

It's so damn cold today
There has to be another way
At the end of the day, I will see
How clear it is, can't lie to me

I wake again, the sun's not there
I'm a little sad that life was not fair
I've learned from hate, grew to love
I'm here with Them now, up high above

nice putting it together, it flows well

I hate nights... I understand the poem

Sometimes it seems like the night is the only time I can be true to myself, than others I just wish they'd end before they started.