I think I'll go to bed now
Emotionaly exhausted
I can't cry another tear

I turn the light  into darkenss
Alone with my thoughts
Nothing to distract me from my fears

But the pillow feels like concrete
My mind is just as hard
The coldness of the summer night is itching

The blanket has no mercy
No teddybear to hug
The rain has started pouring on the concrete.