Dead of Night
In the dead of night
I was looking for the light.
Finding nothing but the darkness
Engulfing me and my madness
In the dead of night
I won’t go down without a fight.
Fighting these demons in me
That is struggling to be free.
In the dead of night
I was hoping that I might
Break away from this chain
That bonded me with deathlike pain.
In the dead of night
Everything just doesn’t go right...
In the dead of the night,
Will I ever see the light?
Copyright © Chuck Flores | Year Posted 2016
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