i find myself staying up to be comforted by the ghosts that hide in the darkest corners of my room

i’ve become addicted to the whispers of words left unspoken

i cry with the demons in my head that come out to play while everyone else is dreaming of better tomorrows

being in love with the dark is a dangerous game to play

because the ghosts stop hiding
the whispers become screams
the demons coddle me while i cry and pray the pain away

i’m in love with the dark because that’s the only time i feel as if i’m not completely alone