Aeon.

The end of another eternal day,
Another longest nightmare,
That new dawn is too far away,
Etched and laced with pure hope.

The night is cool and breezed,
Flowing through like a companion,
It wraps you in gentle arms,
And calms your soul with silence.

The day wreaks your usual peace,
Breaking monotony with new tasks,
New pains that will kill you there,
And so we dread.