At Night

Come to me like a slap

I'm ill-equipped

Pouring doubts on my sleepy face

I'm not ready to face this

Tossed around in a bitter mix

Of coated feelings

I need a warm-up to tend to these things

I want this to be gentle

I want this to be gentle

I want this

It takes over me

Brings up fear in me

Not going to resist this time

It's just gonna make it last

It takes over me

Brings up fear in me

Not going to resist this time

It's just gonna make it last

And I fight its grip

With self-esteem and a few tricks

Even turning the lights on (Really helps)

Focusing when my chest rises (Really helps)

Thinking about what I'm good at (Really helps)

(Really helps)