I can feel anxiety crawling into my mind, feeding me with unnecessary thoughts. Self-doubt reaches out for my soul; fear smiles at me as I quivered my lips. My trembling hands strike down on the concrete, and my head spins. I slowly shut my eyes, hoping my demons would leave me. But they persist, making me feel like I have to plea for peace.
I grasp my reality behind a mirror and watch the clock unwind. I hear the faded children laugh, it echoes through my mind, and I feel the fear within my heart. I wish my thoughts were sane, so they didn't fall like rain.
When I look ahead of the storm, I see a generation full of demons. Darkness may rule the world, but I kept holding on. With every battle I withstand, I fear the shadows will bind my heart and take my breath away. But somehow, my spirit will never give in. -Niko