The demons lurk around me, surround me,
creeping in the darkness,
in the quiet of solitude,
inside me they hide,
and wait to over-come me.
I run, wrestle, try to escape, to chase them away.
But still they come,
like bad dreams,
the night-mares I have
when I am awake.
Reality comes too close.
I seek oblivion, my refuge.
I pursue it everywhere.
Finally it comes to me,
slips over me like a blanket,
the demons are purged.
Gratefully I rest,
and am safe.
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