My Demons Come At Night

The sun is out and it’s time to revel
Nothing to fear – no thoughts of the devil

But now today’s ending – the sun‘s coming down
My uplifted smiles turn into a frown.

There’s naught going wrong – all things seem just fine
But now look at the clock – it’s near half past nine

Soon it will be night, and my carefree will vanish
Darkness will take me – bad thoughts I can’t banish

My head will hit pillow and I’ll be off to sleep
As I fall in the abyss evil things creep.

When the realm of dreams are in control
I can’t use iron will to protect heart or soul

Why oh why when darkness doth call
That all around me wrong things befall

Inside the depths of my imagination
Some truly awful physical decimation

Or a simple concern that I’ll be embarrassed
By screwing up big time, my ego will be harassed

Fear of failure, of death, or being left all alone
Or worst of all fear of the unknown.

Now something is chasing me
And strongly outpacing me

It’s coming nearer and closer I can feel its breath
Too close now, and it feels like death

The night has left me all shuddering wet
As I finally wake up all soaked in cold sweat,

Gasping a bit, up to weavy feet I can lumber
What was it then that disturbed all my slumber?

Perhaps I am lucky that I cannot recall.
Just what it was that caused such a squall

A smile bursts now upon my face
Nothing more doth me chase

The morning is here and it is brightest day
The night is now many hours a way