The hardest part is the night
The demons will come and look for a fight
They battle my soul for control of my brain
Looking for energy that they can drain
Thoughts shoot like bullets inside my head
Whilst looking for sleep, I'm thinking instead
Looking for answers to questions unasked
Visions of mistakes that have littered my past
Daytime relief is a long way away
But that is the time when I also will pay
Tired and exhausted from each nights melee
Finding it hard just to get through the day
I look for escape but it never arrives
Each nights events are no longer a surprise
Searching for sleep, now let battle commence
Here in my bed, I will start my defence
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