HOW THE NIGHTS ARE SPENT

At night , she was awake .

Edge of eyes , where she noticed tears.

A nightmare ,what she wanted to call.

For one , who was the sake. 

Couldn't as she was aware.

Opening blinds, looking at stars ,his name ,was the one she wanted to call .

Silently she screams, with watery eyes in the dark.

So full in herself, nothing could she bare.

Nothing , could be done so far.

that's how the nights are spent in the dark