Midnight

The midnight is my witness,
it always sees my weakness,
the moon's always watching,
even if the cloud is covering.

I hate the late night,
its darkness is holding me so tight,
that it brings me into nothingness,
giving me a feeling of emptiness.

I am tired of this,
worried of being unable to handle everything
because being brave enough is not my thing,
could you show me even a bit of light at least?