Will I let this solitude bring me peace?
Or will I watch it lead me down the spiraling staircase of my mind?
In these quiet, still, but lonely moments,
Can I accept the memory of all my past mistakes?
Or will I punish myself once again for words I said,
What I didn’t, and where a few simple choices have led?
In these twilight hours, can I see the beauty of this home
Even if it sometimes lies within the shadows?
Will I find inspiration in the midnight that brings a new day?
Or will I hide these ruminations at the feet
Of another sleepless night within this empty bed?
–Written by Sandy Heights