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
Copyright © Eden Padgett | Year Posted 2005
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