The Dark

I spend my nights,
hiding from the dawn,
up all night,
everything is wrong.

Thoughts racing through my head,
heart pounding in my chest.

I know it won't be long,
my wonderful darkness,
it will all be gone.

Forced to live in their mundane life,
I'm not like them,
I have no wife.

It is tomorrow,
and soon the light will come,
full of sorrow,
for now I must run,
hiding from the sun.

-=databat=-