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I'm writing this poem

by the light on my phone

I hope this light

will last the night

'cause the dark scares me

that's where they roam free

they roam free

deep down inside me

in the shadows they dwell

these demons from Hell

they screech and scream their plea

each causing such misery

they seize my brain

they make me insane

they call me names

and play endless mind games

it is towards them I have revulsion

I wish they would all relinquish

get out

GET THE FUCK OUT

no one wants you here

stop that whispering in my ear

my vision is beginning to sway

I can't go to bed, I must stay...