Though it may be dark in my room
The sounds of the rain hitting my window
Soothens the mood
I go from starring at the ceiling
To a face full of pillow
The quietest nights start with a mind full of cry's
Sometimes I go through the night and wonder about my life while I lie there in despair
How could I lie
Sometimes I love these times
Thinking
Letting go
Body floating on an Abis
Can't seem to figure out what my purpose is
Laying in bed
Not a single movement not a single sound
But the room still seems to be loud
My past seems to be at my door
But I act like I can't hear the roars
Close my eyes
Say my prayer
And I'm God's name I keep moving forward
