After the moon sneaks out
After the clock hits midnight
My demons get stronger
Stronger enough to keep me up at night
They haunt me
Yeah they haunt me
And remind me of my mistakes
Of my chances that I regret
They keep me up at night
But maybe, just maybe, my demons,
Are the ones that make me write
After the sun comes out
After the day starts
My demons get weaker
They are no longer here to
frighten
They don't haunt me anymore
Yeah they don't haunt me
Perhaps I can't write in the day
When my demons are weaker
When the weather's too bright
Because maybe, just maybe, my demons,
Are the ones that make me write.
YOU ARE READING
𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘌
PoetryHighest rank- #1st in poetry❤ (back when these tags actually meant something) * In the hope that you'll find solace in my words. You're not alone. * Book cover by @WriterBells
