Long nights

Nights pass away in search of a solution to the substantial,
Time ticks away through voids hidden beneath the superficial,
A yearning lives on agitated to know its purpose.

Nights pass away in search of answers,
In search of the right questions;
Lost in its silence in search of the right words,
A hidden frustration to find none to speak to it.

Another long night I breathe through alone,
Mellowed by exhaustion, ease in to the dark,
In the hope tomorrow may shine on me.