Trapped in the Night

Life has afflicted me with darkness.
I am trapped in the night
I swing my axe on the shell of morning
with every ability in me.
But I am teased by the moon,
my heart leaves out a beat when a star twinkles afar
and fireflies only feed on my peace.
Crickets don’t chirp but laugh
frogs don’t rib-bit but scoff
bats run into me, battering my wisp of faith
I have parted ways with sleep,
the night air wears the scent of death
I won’t even risk a blink.
The nut of dawn I smack to crack
and the silent night is least disturbed