Sleep

The dark of the night
Mocks the emptiness of light.
I'd rather be in the dark
Than in the eyes of sight.
Pick me up, O Sleep,
Engulf me in dark.
Do I hear a sob?
Do I see a mark?
Turn off, turn off the light,
Lighting up a desolation so white.
It hurts my eyes to see
What could have been or could be.