darkness creeps through my room br like hands it reaches out and touches me br fingers like knifes it blades pierce my hart br br While darkness grows, no light shows br creeping forward massing onwards br powerless to stop it, no where to hide br br nothing left to do but fight br I will not go quietly in the night br I will not lay down with out a fight br its always darkest in before the dawn br br with the sun there is light br warmth, hope lighting the way br unfortunately its only midnight.