A lonely heart burns in the dark of the night,
the warmth of a single body twisting restlessly beneath the covers
as she seeks the solace that should come
inside of the darkness within her eyelids.
A secret place, a secret peace.
In a space where no one can know,
the emptiness she feels,
To face the world alone.
Always with a smile to hide the pain,
As she finds herself always alone again.
Outside the window, the sounds of night,
The moonlit sky goes swimming by,
But in her room, in her bed, she sees none of it,
her eyes closed against the black of night,
As she prays inside her very soul,
For mercy, for sleep…
For her secret place….
For her secret peace.