It's 3am and I'm struggling, Strangling the thoughts that will obnubilate my vision I'm trying to avoid a collision Between my tears, My tears, and my freshly washed pillow case Because when my tears rear its head, It will be hours before I get to bed, and even then, These thoughts will haunt me in my head I know these somber spaces so well They are a part of me, They are my shadow They lay with me, Try not to roll over and fall in Why? Why does my skin have to be abiding? Can't it just melt away, by the end of the day Taking with it all this pain? Because I'm drowning, Asphyxiating in other people's thoughts I've begun to wonder which is worse Feeling nothing- Or everything at once.