How many endless nights, I’d lain awake in bed, wondering, if you really, loved me. How many endless nights, I’d cried myself to sleep, hoping, that this was, NOT my life, ‘cuz I don’t want to live it like that!
How many endless nights, why can’t I just, be done with you? Why must you, haunt me in my sleep every single night from since the start of the end? How many endless nights, I’d lost track, and now, I just, focused on that first light that entered through the windows, from the crack of dawn, to wipe these tears away.
How many endless nights had, dragged on, without end in sight, that I had been, plagued, by these, terrors? And just when I thought those terrors of the nights had died, they’d all, come back again.
How many endless nights, I’d spent, underneath the covers, huddling tight to Teddy, as he’d become, my only companion, someone that made me felt safe (and the only one too!), as mama and daddy got louder and louder outside in the living room………
wish you couldn’t see, but, the sad thing is, you can still H-E-A-R them! Not my photograph…
