demons gnawing
at the end of my bedclaws gripping
sheets,jaggered teeth.
i'm screaming,
but you can't
hear me since
the terror's inside.frozen, rigid
nightmare stuck.i keep waiting for the dream
so i can drift off in peace,
but when i shut my eyes
it's a nasty surprise'cause that's where
the monster hides,
where my devil resides.echoing laughter
crashing hard
- disaster.trapped again,
foolish whim
should know by now
that sleeplessness
is the only way out.hitting the darkness
is like
slamming flat into
a wall.take control;
hijacking my
train of thought.all that's left
is that black hole,
sucking and tearing
away at soul.i'm weak,
lacking breath,
i've fought and fought,
is the demon finished yet?i have no more to give, no more hope
please
just lead me
to that swinging rope.
YOU ARE READING
lack of petals, an abundance of thorns
Puisiin the end all words will be buried too