as twilight decends i sit in this self imposed prison. waiting for the first beams of moonlight t appear. i know once the moons beautiful light appears once again i will be lost in the land of slumber. in the land of slumber i can see your smiling face AND HEAR youtr sweet laughter. i dont know how much longer i will be imprisoned here. imprisioned by my own pain, saddness and destruction. i cant help but t sigh as my longinh for you grows stronger with eacvh passing day. yet i must stay imprisoned until i can once again smile from within.