My Ramblings.

The Demons in the Night.

Walking down this hellacious road, 

The demons in the night are creeping closer and closer, a rustle here a rustle there. 

Making just enough noise to let you know they are there, 

It's when you see their face then you should run . 

The little voices making noise inside your head. 

Don't know which way to turn don't know which way your feet should take you, to get away from all of this.

This way or that, 

This road or that trail?

The demons in the woods are creeping closer, ready to give chase. 

Pounding footsteps on the leaves below give a crunch everytime their claws hit pavement. 

So close now their breath is on your neck , sweat is rolling down your head. 

Get away! Get away! You scream when it seems like their going to catch up . 

Is there no hope? Is there no way out? 

Easy or hard they say, 

Questions all day long, 

Backstabbers and liars circle round. 

Fill your head with bullshit, 

Day after day. 

Is this all there is? 

Is this all life is meant to be? 

Waking up day after day, 

Seems like such a struggle.

There in the distance, 

A speck of light flickers, 

There is hope after all. 

There is light at the end of the tunnel.