Into the midnight, when I go
I can't help but to think
To have those thoughts
Can't be help
Just won't be helped
At least not today
And so I think some thoughts in my dreams
Usually It's of him
When starting into the midnight
The midnight of madness
When there only one way in
With no exits to see me thur
Believed I knew better
But my plain sleep
Just won't be can't be
Ain't enough
Just isn't
Ain't enough
I be cycling when I sleep
At such a rapid speed
But it's clear to me
That this is my routine
It's just my spirit that screams
On this midnight night
That midnight night
When the meds just won't do their job
Cause it ain't enough
Did my best
But it wasn't enough
Not tonight
For the least
Why I can't be help, but get lost
In thoughts
of my thoughts
I'm just not clear not clear
Once's it's done and gone
But what I know is here
I'm lost to you
In the madness the madness
of midnight night
YOU ARE READING
My life story
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