All the wrong people invade my dreams.
I wonder why I let them crawl so deep into my psyche
Its been hours since my eyes closed, and I still see them, vividly.
They speak to me, and even hurt me in my dreams
As I lay in bed silently.
Its an evil power they have, controlling me without being anywhere near me.
Upsetting me without being within earshot.
They've become so good at it
They don't even have to try
My mind won't let them go long after I've dozed off
All the wrong people haunt me in my sleep.