Painful nights

Hurt through my soul when I cannot sleep,
Webs of underlying dramas and pain,
Tears falling with every silver weep,
Locked in a world with nothing to gain.
Vision of cuts dance through my mind,
luring me into to putting them on my skin
Memories I thought I left behind,
Come out at night from within.

The nights are worse, than any day I’ll ever see,
because my mind wanders to the past
And once again I feel unaided, lost and lonely
I wonder how long it’ll all last.
Days are great because my mind fights,
but it gives up on these painful nights.