Monster of the night
It grows restless in the night
Rummaging through the past to find a light
Something that could spark the fire that once burned
Everything's different and many lessons learned
Still something is missing
Around it looks as if a sign will appear
And for a moment there's hope, which will soon disappear
Trapped in a never ending cycle to find a feeling
And for a time many things seem appealing
But still restless in the dark
The relentless search seems to never end
Until the night its last breath it did send
This poem is about:
Me