Demons

Sitting on
A wooden chair
Gripping the edge
My knuckles bone bare
Feeling anxious
Those demons still haunt me

Cos I thought
They were in my room last night
But it must have been my mind again
Oh why does it have to feel so real
When they rip and tear through my skin

Slowly waking
Those figures still fading
My heart is beating
Faster than light

Cos I thought
That they wouldn't come tonight
Yet there they stand eyes fixed on me
Oh why does it have to happen now
Oh I should have just stayed outside

Cos truth be told I thought that they had gone
But they were dormant underneath the sun
I will not die
I will not die



Credits
Writer(s): Cian Francis Bennet
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