In the silence of night came a knock; a knock at the door of my heart.
And forth came the guests I had long buried, somewhere deep in the abyss and left them there, unattended and untamed.
Oh! How foolish of me to think them dead.
For they came back, rushing to me.
And met me not like an old friend but a foe; a foe to torment me, torture me and leave me restless.
But there was still something left between us for unlike me they didn't leave me alone.
They were by my side all through the dark night, illuminating my world with the stream of tears that sang a lullaby of a broken heart.
I closed my eyes and the morning came and the foe had turned back into an old friend to be cherished and cradled in the heart again.