Fighting Demons

There were nights I didn’t sleep

Dreams I didn’t get to see

There were days I didn’t eat

When I couldn’t take a seat

There were nights I cried so hard

Thought I should be in a ward

There were days I barely moved

Thought I couldn’t be loved

There were nights I laid awake

Thought of what’s at stake

There were days I ran around

Hoping lost dreams would be found

There were nights where I would try

Vainly to decide

There were days that I’d hide

My desire to die

There are nights I now sleep in peace

Not always, but I mostly dream

There are days when I am weak

But He always loves perfectly