Late At Night

I strive to keep the demons at bay But the depression is seeping in Clawing and raging and demanding to be heard And I can't last the night And I can't seem to fight I never thought something so hollow could be filled with such unspeakable pain We can all be surprised As I was when the doctor said my child would never make it home I need an outlet for my lightly phrased emotions but paper still seems blank Drowning Being pulled down by this vise like velvet grip I can't breathe anymore The feelings are crowding my chest and I think I'm being crushed, so slowly but so surely I could stare into this emptiness for the rest of my wasted life Empty as what I am not holding in my arms All my pretense stripped away All my desperate distractions removed Now I have to face my crumbling sanity Alone