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...