waiting for the break of day
searching for something to say
yet so far, yet so near
visions of ailing mother dear

flashing lights against the sky
how we’ve lived may answer earthly why
soul giving up when we eternally close our eyes
where to, who hears its cries

staring blindly into space
getting up to splash my face
wanting just to stay awake
wondering how much i can take

should i try to do some more
25 or 6 to 4