Demons don\'t live under my bed,
They scream inside of my head.
Everyday and every night,
They put up a huge fight.
Just to make me feel alone,
The hate has surely grown.
Inside of me, deep down,
Trying there very best to drown.
Drown me in my thoughts and fears,
Producing forever painful tears.
I do not hide but no-one sees,
I’m begging you, I say please.
Open your eyes and notice this,
Those little things I do so miss.
The pain inside of me growing,
Those inner tears always flowing.
Those little demons who captured my mind,
They have me weak, hurt and blind.
Locked within my own being,
Where a poor lost soul needs freeing.
The future may bring much luck to me,
But until then, my demons will stay true to thee.