this bright world
awash in colour
abundant in life
fell dark one day
and with it came fear
as things turned to grey
a palatte of ash and smoke
and so the blinds were pulled
the doors were locked fast
and beneath the sheets one hides
waiting for a new dawn

just leave a window open
but a sliver of a hope of a crack
that you might hear me singing
songs of comfort
songs of warmth
to keep you company
until dawn slips in again
to wash away despair