Demons of the night
Sadly, its the golden hour again far far in the beautiful horizon the sun slowly paves way for the cold, dark and star less night Darkness fills my room and my world my heartbeat echos through the room waking the demons of the dark night my head spins at the thought of the long night ahead Drenched in a thick layer of sweat my heartbeat going wild I awake from another horrible nightmares they all end with me dying, i have nothing to loose if they came true I feel my end is getting closer and closer my tears crash into the dust in my room i cry even harder thinking of what they will say if i loose the battle they will call me a coward for not fighting harder to keep my sanity i feel empty, pain surges through my body and tears have become food to my stomach the guilty of not thinking about the others before letting go creeps in before i let the demons take over  
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