Now I lay myself to sleep
While I painfully weep
My thoughts are cluttered,
No room to count sheep
I pray to God my soul to keep
Emotions run wild and swim deep
Mascara drips blackness tears begin to seep
And if I die before I wake
I’ll know that I was never fake
I loved all; even those who did be wrong
I sit here and cry as my soul and heart aches
I pray to God my soul to take
To bring the calm to the storm because my body shakes
Lift me beyond the clouds, I ask for heaven’s sake
