A Brother Of The Night's Watch

I lay awake in the darkness,

Battling while the world sleeps,

Peace it is for them,

But for me, nothing,

As I fight, the urge to doze off,

As it consumes me, whole,

Yes it does, this war of thoughts,

As I wait with my sword,

Pen though I must say,

Mightier it is, and sharper too,

With the words raining down,

I’m just a silhouette,

An outline in the shadows,

I’m a part of the Black,

Waiting my turn, to rage forward,

And to engage the enemy,

Till I am taken down,

To rise again with the sun,

To be reborn the next morn,

With the new son, and new dreams,

New wishes, new thoughts,

But I shall remain truly a brother,

A brother of the night’s watch.