Poem 2- Sonnet

A forced Sonnet, Matt Steel.

The sun outside has gone inside today
So here I sit in this dark dingy room
With little candlelight and not a ray
Of bright renewal for this lonely gloom
Day after day I sit, sit and just wait
For tomorrow may provide a bright light
And here I pray for a sunnier date
When strength can be drawn from and used to fight
Eyes still sealed tight while the curtains are moved
By something strange, warm and friendly, no doubt.
Quiet, silent, for it’s point to be proved
So strong, so loud, I must wake up to shout
“Oh night, why have you left, why have you gone?
You were my reason to not mow the lawn!”