Sometimes I fear to shut my eyes, Or rest for the night. For the demons and spirits hunt me. Calmly, Slowly, and Shocking.
Sometimes I could feel them, Throwing a festival in my head and mind. With loud voices and lit dance moves, They bring anxiety and Confusion to my heart.
I know one day I'd stand up to them And wipe them off my body and soul. But till then, I fear to shut my eyes