The walls close in upon me this night
Foreboding, gloomy
Stark unfeeling sentinels
My mind races
Memories fleeting
Thoughts of better times
Standing watch against the approaching doom

I search in my heart
My thoughts awhirl
For some anchor
Some point of light
Upon which I can harness my soul
To weather these storms of inconvenience
To keep myself sane in the night

To you
My thoughts
Unfolding
My heart yours I give
These unwelcome moments
To spend with you
Solace to my tortured mien