Because the night
Arouses the inner demonds
Strange voices call on me,
Telling me to do things...
Things that are dangerous
I listen...They speak.
Words that are cynical in tone
They take control.
Would anyone hear me if I scream?
The corers suddenly engulf my body
The voices won't stop,
But I can ignore them.
Drifting to sleep,
Only to dream strange visions.