I lay in bed

Alone at night

Dreaming but not sleeping

Crying but not weeping

Everything’s wrong

Nothing is right

Messed up yet so perfect

Mistaken yet correct,

The shadows dance

Across my walls

Chasing me yet standing still,

Protecting me yet trying to kill

I pull the covers

Over my head

Hiding yet still waiting,

Loving and still hating

And soon the night

Will turn to dawn

And soon those shadows

Will all be gone.

I’ll mourn for them but still revel,

My darkest angels, Kind devils.