"In Time"

Dearest defenseless darkness:

It seems your wound needs a stitch.

I warn you not to become restless,

For I'm almost to the switch.

Oh but you say it does not seem?

I tell you to make haste.

For you will see this beam

And my smiling face.

Why must you strive for victory?

Can you start seeing the end?

Your defeat will fall to history

At the moment of this mend.

There will be nothing left after

And yes you should fear:

For the night is nearly over

And the day is almost here.