Night

Is it sitting here half empty, or half filled?

The hourglass with a hairline crack

The night of my soul has left me chilled

After all the love that I have killed

I can’t seem to find my way back

Is it sitting there half empty or half filled?

After all the sadness I’ve tried to guild

I’m trying to hide my gaping lack

The night of my soul has left me chilled

After the home I tried to build

To put me back on track

Is it sitting there half empty or half filled?

I’ve found in love I am not skilled

Though I have learned how to pack

The night of my soul has left me chilled

All my dreams have me unfulfilled,

Now all my white is black

Is it sitting there half empty or half filled?

The night of my soul has left me chilled.