At the end of night, when everything is still,
And sleep evades me, against my will,
I lie on my bed, staring at nothingness,
Lost in thoughts of pain and hopelessness.
Questions swirl inside my mind,
Should I keep going, or leave it behind?
Should I just give up, and let it be?
Or endure for one more day, and see?
The darkness looms, as I weigh my fate,
Is this the end, or a new slate?
At the end of the night, I ask once more,
The same old question, a constant war.
But with the dawn, new hope arrives,
And in my heart, the spark survives,
A chance to start anew, and find my way,
At the end of the night, a brand new day..