sobbing keeps me up at night
and so many demons that
visited my days
come back to taunt
stir up old fears
moaning interrupts my sleep
and things that go bump
in the night now
outline my eyes
in deep circles
I hold on to what once was hope
squeezing it so tightly
crushing the life out
in the darkness
in the moonlight
waiting for my tears
to dry
r
and so many demons that
visited my days
come back to taunt
stir up old fears
moaning interrupts my sleep
and things that go bump
in the night now
outline my eyes
in deep circles
I hold on to what once was hope
squeezing it so tightly
crushing the life out
in the darkness
in the moonlight
waiting for my tears
to dry
r