The night so long it holds my shame
My heart so loud it beats my fear
My dreams so hard, it shows my regret
My wish so simple, it breathes my desire

My eyes open still as they tick with the clock
My mind stuffed with worries of what the morning will bring
My body sick with pain of defeat
My hands shook with expectations of my coming shame

My throat sore from short breathes
My eyes sore from dry tears
My nails broken from biting hard
My heart ache from rapid beating

I wish the darkness consume me
Taking away my reality with it
I wish the day would shine
Hiding my pains beneath

Oh, how a lovely dream can be hated
When the throbing pain of regret and suffering hold me by the throat
The reality I live is a nightmare of the fairy tale I need
Praying for the inevitable shame to never come

When did the air got so thick?
Has the night always been so long?
Untangling a rope with no end
Numbness starts to seep in as dreams of crowns and silvers
Becomes the throbing dark desire you loathe

© Onomegift