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InThe Middle Of The Night
In the middle of the night I sit and I write,
Thinking about my life and the pain and the strife.
Hoping and praying that in the end I'll be alright,
That I'll make it through the darkness and maybe the see the light.
Because the pain that I feel has never been known,
No man has ever endured because it's never been shown.
Been locked away deep inside as I would try to escape it,
Running away from the hurt because I didn't think I could take it.
And I was so alone in this battle without one helping hand,
I was never able to learn to crawl, I was always forced to stand.
And walk without guidance and I would continuously fall,
Had to pick myself up off the ground and try to withstand it all.
From the hardships and all the pain- To the darkness and all the rain,
The guilt and all the blame- The embarrassment and all the shame.
Trying to stay focused and just remember my goal,
To get over it all and try to make my self whole.
But that road that I am traveling has a few bumps in it,
It gets a little a rough but in the territory this is what comes with it.
In the middle of the night I begin to pull my thoughts together,
So that I may esacpe from this road into forever.
The rest of my life is not meant to be lived in pain,
If I am forced to travel and live alone then I will do it with no shame.
I will try and find a way to exempt myself from this fight,
That's why I sit up thinking, in the middle of the night.
Michael C. Lucas
