As the night draws near winds blowing, things knocking and things falling on the roof, the least of my problems, sleeping is the one thing I fear,
To lay my head in a bed knowing that the nightmares and sadness will soon be there,
I can\'t sleep at night I have a hard time, I have for more than 20 years,
Things from my past the horrible memories that seem always last, they never go away no matter what I try to do or even say,
The convictions that I have to live with the black hole that it left inside that never goes away and eats at my insides and never hides,
I exhaust myself waking up soaking wet from sweat,
Running from, and to ,looking down range more than I should, more than I wanted to,
They say these things must happen but I believe there are some things that should never happen but they just do, man\'s good at that plan,
But this is the price some pay for the world we live in today,
I\'m getting tired of crying out into the night and getting tired of screaming out of fright,
They say we\'re all put here for a purpose but mine seems to be undefined,
I can\'t figure out why the Lord would do this it almost seems as if he\'s turned his cheek,
And by the morning I\'m more tired than when I started,
Feeling more than just broken hearted, I Fall to my knees, with tears in my eyes I pray beg the Lord please is all I can do to make it through one more day.