So This Is IT?

I sit here in the dark, again. This time I listen to the silence, I hear my heartbeat. I have been alone a long time now, just me. Fear scratches at the window. I open my eyes, look outside and see black darkness. The old oak tree has bony fingers this time of year. I slam my eyes shut and see a hand scratching at my mind, to get in. Nothing gets in. Very little escapes. In daylight I see others trying to peek in. They see only darkness. What I let them see. The daylight is full of demons, all trying to get in. Some do get in whilst I sleep. They will never get out. My demons, my legion. I sleep the sun down. The night is mine. To sit, to cherish, to live for. To feel my demons feeding on my flesh, devouring my every thought. I realized tonight I am not alone. I have my demons. In the end they will consume me. I sit here, in the dark again.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[GreenEyedPoet]

This is dark, but I like dark pieces.
I can definitely relate to this because I too, have demons that I have to deal with more often then I like to admit.
Nice piece hun. :)

[Mind in Mountains]

Thank you. I worked many years on the graveyard shift in a mental hospital. I have always loved the night. I have become comfortable with some of my demons. Fighting ones demons sometimes leaves no winner. Thank you for also being the first to comment. I have this thing with eyes. I wonder if you also do?

[GreenEyedPoet]

I hear ya on the night thing, it is my favorite time. Though sometimes it can become a dangerous time if you let it, least for me anyways.
As for the eye thing, I don't really have a 'thing' for them. My picture is just to go with my profile name.