I wanted to fall asleep it was my escape in this reality
Deeply imagining of what could've been.
Flying around the World with no reason to stop and much as well rest...
The nights are not what they seem, I need to stay awake.
The voices in my head telling me to open my eyes wide
Where only I can see the dark, wishing I was blind.
The silence was killer, to think I'd go back and listen to my Dad read a story or my Mom sing me to sleep
But I hear whispers saying I should leave.
Dreams weren't nice, they were frightful like the night
I can't differentiate reality from slumber.
The moment I close my eyelids I'd feel it, the grasp of something unseen. It's screaming in my ear letting me know
I'm not alone.
It's morning again 24hrs to prepare for Bedtime once more, another battle.
And the Demon had a score.
Battling against with fears of things that keep me up at night. It can be depression or a form something else in mind