Keep me up at night

The tears pouring

down my face

On my cheeks

and off my chin

They tend to keep me up sometimes

because there are so many

They blur my vision

Taking my sight

I taste the salt

left from my tears

Only to bring more than before

I'm scared the whole room will fill

and I'll drown

right here in them

But at least it'd stop them from coming

Maybe that wouldn't be so bad

Thoughts ponderin, and wondering keep me up at night

Each one in a race

to the front of my mind

just trying to gain a little more attention time

The more you think about one thought

the harder it is to break it off

But the longer you think about just that one

the more eager the rest become

to be the one thought

you're thinking of

I'm scared to go to sleep

Thinking all these thoughts will suffocate me

But maybe that wouldn't be so bad