When I prepare for rest on my cozy bed,
Trauma sets the theme for a horrible night.

No dreams are told during my unconsciousness,
Not even fantasies of success where I’m on top.

Only horror about history pops up in the subconscious,
As tales of fright tell stories which cause me to scream.

Fighting for my right for wonderful adventures,
Playing calming music to setup the stage for beautiful images.

In order to win my desire for happy visions,
I must battle the inner demons during the day.

Once peace of mind is provided throughout the whole day,
Blissfulness during sleep will prevail at dark hours.