Of the night

 
shadows of the night
dance on my walls with the moon light
I keep one eye open  
i keep the pillow near my head
my demons know how far they can go before I am dead.
the light exits the room
I grip my blanket tight as I glimmer and excite
i know what doest and what does go bump in the night .
I say my prayers befor my eyes get to heavy  
nothing but the cold with in from the shadows of the night.
never mind what you see relied on what you've herd ik their not just in my head. now is where my demons show.the ashes dim as my life burns soon the shadows will fear me and know  and learn. I am what walks the night. fear I, not they. my demons are my favorite pray.i will slay them night by night day by day they can't chain me down or keep me astray. soon I will dance alone with the moon light shimmering on my night walls. and when darkness falls will I miss that my demons have gone away? I enjoy taunting their stay. but they made me do it, its their voices that made me who I am today..but is that ok... they come back and play so I can become stronger and better for the moon to say. even when I thought I fought all your demons and glimmerd away all the shadows you didn't forget not onse that I wasn't ok and you danced with my shadows and took away our demons now I the dark and they the moon with darkness a stray.