Long days, black nights, waiting for the dawn’s light,
Nestled safe and out of sight and cushioned from the sorrow.
Warm breath, still air, fighting back the urge to care,
Knowing that the truth lies there and praying for tomorrow.
Head back, eyes wide, searching through the dark skies,
Far from all the hurt and lies and wrapped in peals of thunder.
Lips closed, hands clasped, watching clouds go sweeping past,
Mind at peace and calm at last and saved from going under.