Middle of the Night

Funny thing the middle of the night,
It grabs your throat,
It grips it tight,
And everything looks black and white.

It started with a cramp in my big toe right,
The covers had been pulled too tight!
So I shook my foot with all my might,
And did my battle with the middle of the night.

The middle of the night is a timeless place,
It has no arms,
It has no face,
Yet it crushes yours soul in it’s embrace,
And makes your unprepared heart race.

Enough!  I force my eyes closed tight,
And focus on a peaceful sight,
And as I melt in its delight,
I survive once more the middle of the night.