Prayer

Now I lay me
down to sleep.
And wait for all
of the demons
to creep,
from out of the closet
and under the bed.
And all the dark corners
inside my head.
With bloody fangs
and ripping claws,
they lay me open
and expose my flaws.
Away from the light,
and away from the sun.
Trapped in a place
with nowhere to run.
All through the night,
alone with my fears.
Drowning under the
weight of my tears.
With no one to pray too.
And no soul to take.
I sleep with the demons,
until the dawn when I wake.