The evening ends in an empty bed.
Sadness looms as I lay my head.
No one with to share the day.
Silence is the only thing to say.
A day sewn with nothing to reap.
My thoughts to myself I keep.
Uneasiness wells up inside.
Within myself is where I hide.
My desires I now yield.
Hope is all I have to wield.
To my faith I do holdfast.
Tonight will soon be the past.
