Those nasty little thoughts seep into my head in the still, dark night...
Whispers of uncertainty and doubt call to me softly; hidden... Out of sight...

I scream silently to the heavens for some fleeting sign...
But only silent, dead answers do I ever find...

These damn winter clouds slowly set into place...
Time stands still and seems like such a waste...

I'm always searching for some eloquent phrase...
But lately it seems I'm lost for words these days...