In the dark,
you face the terrors that live under your bed,
and the monsters that stay caged in your head,
until now.

Now, you have to face them,
alone,
and tired of the daylights constant taunting.

It's lonely really,
laying here as the dark ebbs of the night surround you,
encompass you into something like them.
Those soul reapers that forcibly
borrow some demons,
return them morning.

Its a nice kind of lonely...
being here, you just fighting off those monsters.
You can finally see their faces clearly now,
ironic even, that you don't need any light to see them,
but only darkness to witness their crimes.

But when morning comes,
they fade away,
leaving you nothing, but something like a renewal.

Which explains why you only dream at night,
and can't have dreams while napping in the day.