Nightly Fight

As the sunsets on shattered hopes and dreams

The moon brings with it tears and insecurities

Visions of a desolate existence come in streams

In the dark, Pride and Strength become pointless vanities

Visages of a broken past haunt with their chilling screams

As happy memories become nothing but a string of parodies

Snuggling into my pillow hoping to find comfort

Try as I might, there is none to be found

The night stretches into a bleak eternity

Silver tears continue to march on without a sound

Desperately trying to hold onto my emotional stability

As my personal Demons win round after round

With the rising sun, I open my eyes and dry my tears

Ever grateful to have survived another night

Rising from my bed, I shoulder my fears

Praying for the strength to not lose this fight