A creeping night

Trapped by my phobias,
Possessed by anxiety,
Seeing doubt portrayed as entities,
Falling short of goals and priorities.

I have my mother's dreams,
I have my father's eyes,
No night can take that away from me,
You can try-

Help is always close,
On the way,
Just one call in front of you,
One step behind me.

I'm singing myself a soothing lullaby,
Alone in this dark night,
Does anyone care?
Nobody to hold my hand,
But also nobody to see,
How much it hurts when I close my eyes and
See the same burn as when you walked in the room for the first time.

I still remember that first night we met,
Can you sit through these tears?
You prefer fact to magic,
Said you had to leave these talks for work,
I stayed waiting,
Anticipating and pacing,
But that was the last I'd heard.

Maybe I didn't write these words to be heard,
I just needed to go out at night to know that I tried,
And I'd spend it dancing all night,
If all you were looking for was a laugh.

My expense is the cost of admission,
So take me away and let's start another fire tonight,
So that I may sit one step closer to you,
Trying to keep you warm and keep the fire alive at the same time.
Because we wouldn't have to leave this campsite if you didn't want to,
But you'll get sick of here one day, just like you're sick of home.