The Night is Too Dark

My heart is burning.
Out of fear, and love
and fear of Love,
and a desire to detach
from worldly things
like debt and decisions.
How can I be at once
so blessed and so
wanting,
so conflicted,
confounded
about nearly everything?
When befalls me some relief,
I'm certain not to enjoy it,
for it is short-lived
and I will be here again.
When will the morning
God promised
dawn
and how long will be
that day?
I long for that of which I am
skeptical,
because night is simply
too dark.