Sweating Misery

Journey's end comes at night,
when you feel you've put up more than a fight.

The bickering and the arguing,
is all that fills your ears.

From the inside is what draws out the tears.

It's a moment's hesitation that stirs from your right,
and a shivering monster to your left without flight.

But the whimpers are too much to bare,
so you settle down your heart of despair.

To sleep, and to sleep away the pain,
for another night welcomes the shame.