The Night...

Breathe deep the ebon air...
watch hope all but disappear.
In darkness, my gloom grows...
heavier than anybody knows.

Breathe deep the evening chill...
let the darkness do what it will.
I have to face another long night...
one without love, such is my plight.

Breathe deep the hopeless skies...
rain falling like tears from my eyes.
It was clear that I was never wanted...
and now I walk these streets, haunted.

Breathe deep the air of the night...
heavy and bitter, hurting my sight.
I cry out for love, but there is none...
and I know that come the dawn, I'm done.

--RKJ