Nights like this

 Yes, it's still raining

No one has called

You feel like you're missing something

though not clearly 

missing anything at all

yes, you're still waiting

for the time that hasn't come 

yet, it is not late, 

but age is just a number

while you're not growing younger

keep growing in faith

It feels like infinite

but time is a limit 

when you're talking to yourself

safe from the rest

and silence that's sometimes so needed

sometimes so painfully loud

you wish someone came around

to heal you better

that's your battle!

but not the truest consolation

the light is dim and you're looking down at your nails

you observe your wristbands

while it's raining

and night outside already

and understand your breath pause 

from which you feel fatigue

it's getting late 

now go to bed and sleep