Analysis of 2020/03/18 ~ Untitled

I lay in bed as I try not to cry
Watching as the hours tick by.
When under the covers of my blankets
I feel I just might make it.
When I fall into my darkest hours,
All I want to do is cower.
Give me the strength of Earth's rushing rivers.

Let me hear the wind's whispers.
Let Mother Nature carry me away.
Let me hear that I can stay.
When night turns into morning's dawn
I pounce and play like a fawn.
When day fades into evening's dusk,
I turn still like an elephant's tusk.