Demons

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Demons


My soul is completely broken

Tattered and torn to shreds

angry tears have been spoken

In old lonely beds

As night comes the thoughts come again

And morning does follow

I chase after every demon

But inside I feel hollow

my soul is very weary

I pray every night for sleep

That leaves me exhausted and dreary

I use my pillow to weep

I beg for dreams to take me

To take me far away from here

Your face is what I want to see

But instead it's endless fear

I want to dream of you

Of your love and light

Of your strong embrace too

But instead all I do is fight

I fight these demons instead

Every single night

As soon as I lay down my head

They bust through and take fight

I want to dream of our love

Maybe that will keep the demons away

I pray to the lord above

To bring you home one day


A.D. Small

January 13, 2021

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