Nights Like These
It’s nights like these I hate
Nights that my mind is running in a million directions
Nights that never seem to end
You know the ones
The ones where hope is just out of your reach
Sleep never comes, but the tears do
Everything that has happened that day
Finally makes sense and becomes real
It seems nothing good can come of it
So you say a prayer asking for strength
After a few minutes of waiting
You lay down your head and drift away
And soon wake again to a new day
In Memory of Justin
Copyright © Nicole Beesley | Year Posted 2011
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