Midnight

I don't think I should stay up past midnight, The tears and overwhelming feelings of sadness engulf me then, It's like they spend the day circling, attempting to pierce through, But distractions and life blocks them out, But as the veil of midnight settles in, so does the self doubt and fear They circle the room and gnaw away so quickly, I'm left defenseless, Then the tears flow Sometimes silently, sometimes with a sob But they flow nonetheless, It's like the darkness of the outdoors f