In the night,
my demons come to life.
In the night,
I lose my will to fight.
Joy replaces by fear,
laughter becomes tears.
No light to be seen.
No warmth to be felt.
Hiding under the covers,
praying for the morning to come.
I lost my mind,
My body feels numb.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 2:47 PM UTC
In the night,
my demons come to life.
In the night,
I lose my will to fight.
Joy replaces by fear,
laughter becomes tears.
No light to be seen.
No warmth to be felt.
Hiding under the covers,
praying for the morning to come.
I lost my mind,
My body feels numb.
