If I Don'T Make It Through the Night

Extreme pain and agony consumes me, this state I'm in will soon ruin me; though I want to live a long healthy life, I may not make it through the night. The pressure constantly builds inside, upon my face lies dried tears from my silent cries; though I pray for things to be alright, I may not make it through the night. They say surgery is the answer, or medicine is the cure; somehow I know it's not that simple, to end this will take much more. The fear is overwhelming, when the time comes there's no place to hide. I hope that I've accomplished, all that I've had in mind. I hope I've lived my life to the fullest, loved with all my heart, and made things right; if I don't make it through the night.