Under the night sky, wide awake, not able to sleep.
everything flashes like lightning, and I don't mean sheep!
I lift my eyes up, and look on up to you.
How are you? How is everything with you?
I asked with such emptiness and remorse.
....weary and weak, I should just keep on looking down.
Questions that are still left unanswered, has become that of a burden.
still waiting, though you know it will happen in your time.