Golden rays of sunlight

Piercing darkened void

The voices of the wind and rain

Calling out that they're annoyed

The traitorous light, upending night

And dousing it in flame

Not even a warning about the morning

As it finally came

Peaking through the shuttered shades

Of this neurotic's shadowed glade

Torn and carried forth from dreams

Back to this world of endless schemes

Suddenly beset

By longing regret

Of half lived lives

That I can't forget

But I drag myself back

To my ramshackle shack

Knowing for certain

That soon I'll be back