Insomnia
I close my self in when I try to sleep
I keep the lights on to keep away the things that creep
I stay awake because I'm still scared
What's coming for me?
I don't know, but I'm not prepared
Why do I let this paranoia get a hold of me?
I can't sleep until I'm too tired to see
The circles under my eyes get darker every day
When will I get better? No one can ever say
I fight the demons in my own mind
Always afraid of what I may find
What do I do? Do I call a priest?
Maybe I need a shrink at the very least
The nightmares are starting up again
What was it this time? What could it have been?
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