i have nightmares.
my demons are chasing me through the dark,
getting nearer and nearer
until they swallow me whole.

i have nightmares.
crawling through the darkness,
slithering in their snakeskin.
i try to hide but no matter where i go
they sit with me from within.

you can't see the demons,
but you notice my scars they leave.
some are small,
others are so
d
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p
that they bleed like the oceans are pouring from inside.

we all have our demons.
we all have nightmares.
you are the beacon.
the light to my darkness.