It happens at night
When the calls come in
Fear takes hold
Doubt festers within
Agony of the intense pain
Debilitating with shame to explain
Phone calls are safe
It's not face to face
Scared to be judged
Chaos can't be controlled
Plundering of continual thoughts
Self analysis confuses one
Professional help needs to be sought
But you see
It's not in the light of day
It mostly happens at night