When I go to sleep,
I know that demons start to creep,
Haunting my every dream,

Watching over me as I rest
Putting my insecurities to the test,
Always the same old theme,

Dark demented beings with cold black hearts,
Staring straight at me from the start,
Sat at the end of my bed,

Invisible in day, only clear to closed eyes,
Watching me whimper, watching me sigh,
Getting evermore deeper inside my head,

They feed on darkness, they feed on pain,
Softly touching our feet, time and time again,
You know… I’m right,

Nightmare come, nightmare go,
Straight from hell, a pure demonic show,
Haunting my restless sleep tonight.

Wrote on: 14/02/2022