I toss and turn
As the demons of nightmares
Keep me wide awake
My eyes burn to close,
To rest
But yet i am afraid if the reality
Behind closed lids.
Dreams of darkness and evil
That never rest.
They haunt me every night,
Creeping and scaring,
Keeping me wide awake,
Afraid to hit the stage of real magic
Of evil powers and ghosts of the pash.
I stay alive in this world
So not to go to the one
In which I belong.