I can not sleep tonight.
The voices have returned;
A million screaming thoughts echo in my head.
Why do they not silent their complaints?
As soon as the light is dismissed,
They crowd within the confines of my body;
insisting that I listen and obey.
I have begged, you see.
I have broken down and pleaded,
Cried until the tears would no longer fall;
And then, I layed awake,
Horrible fears threaten my sanity.
Painful memories arise,
Begging for acceptance.
A rebirth of old emotions,
Of feelings suppressed.
Why do they haunt me?
With the moon, they come,
Their weapons of torture at the ready.
They crowd my bed.
I nearly suffocate in their presence.
My heart, the pounding of a thousand drums,
Demands that I fear them.
I am possessed by demons come nightfall.
Of this, I am sure.
They wish me dead,
And I grow weary of the fight.
Their horrid song grows faint now,
But their presence prevails
They remain, with me,
I feel them.
I hear them.
I shall not sleep tonight.
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