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.
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