Haunted

The beauty of the moon

The calm of the night

It swallows inhibitions

And replaces them with fright

The thought of not knowing

The possibilities are endless

Haunting thoughts leaving you listless

This is what its like

To have “demons in your head”

Constantly fearing

Always filled with dread

There is never any peace

The sun will never rise

You’re haunted forever

Always lonely, but never alone