At the End of a Never-ending Day

Does your stomach ever churn

At a certain time of day?

Maybe it's a hint to stay home,

Hidden under the covers.

The universe will keep you company

And protect you from horrors outside.

But sometimes we can't stay curled up

And we must face our demons

And possibly the demons of others.

Then at the end of a never-ending day,

Comfort awaits us,

Ready to hear our stories.