If You Were There For Me At Night Poem by jason medina

No one knows that sometimes I
sit alone at night and cry.
Cause I can no longer pretend that I will be ok again.
Im tired of living this way patiently waiting for the day
when all the pain will wash away. There is nothing you can say
to change the fact that I feel this way.
Is there nothing more I can do
to let you know how much I need you.
Oh only if you knew
That I could make it through this life
if you were there for me at night