Everythings Alright Poem by Michael Buchanan

in the world of make believe...you stand next to me....dont you see the wrong of right...and the pain i suffer each night....when it ends i cry to sleep, knowing that the morning oh so bleek. And when you stand next to me....i dont think you understand the demond thoughts inside of me....and dont you know, that no matter how far you go, im hear waiting in the night, just to assure you that everythings alright. even if its not, its only for the nightfor the day is new...and there is pleanty more pain to go through