the day is at its end
yet I'd prefer it not go
if only it was pretend
but I know it's not so
for hours lay before me
asleep in the night
laying still I must be
until it is light
there's much I'd rather do
than lie within my dreams
my patience won't soothe
I could do other things
but it's now or later
whether nightmare or dream
it always gets lighter
in bed or before the screen
