In the darkness, soft, you wait

Sleep is lost, oft quite late

Nightly, you grasp despair

Terrors chuckle in their lair

Numbers move around the clock

Blinking, blurring as they mock

Numb and cold, aching bones

Dim comfort from the nightlight you own

Lonely, swollen eyes, crying

A mournful house sighing

Far away, elusive sleep

Silent, the vigil you keep