Middle of the Night

middle of the night anxiety

Funny thing the middle of the night,
It grabs your throat,
It grips it tight,
And everything looks black and white.

It started with a cramp in my big toe right,
The covers had been pulled too tight!
So I shook my foot with all my might,
And did my battle with the middle of the night.

The middle of the night is a timeless place,
It has no arms,
It has no face,
Yet it crushes yours soul in it’s embrace,
And makes your unprepared heart race.

Enough!  I force my eyes closed tight,
And focus on a peaceful sight,
And as I melt in its delight,
I survive once more the middle of the night.