Early Morning Peace

My attempt at poetry.

The early morning hours bring peace
Until the sound of songs release
Every loving note fills me
The painful signs of you I see
As the morning turns
The tears of love burns
This broken heart wont let me rest
But the choice I made is still the best
Your touch I want, I need, I crave
If only I was better, if I was brave
My heart is yours and it will always be
Everyday it becomes clearer to me
There is no comfort in the night
My head full of dreams and feelings I try to fight
The only chance I have to sleep
Is to end it all and finally weep
The early morning hours...