I don't cry myself to sleep

Just lie and wait for my dreams to overtake me

For some semblance of peace to find me

But alas when I wake the malicious eyes of my demons loom over my bedside

Daring me to come and face them

I have many tricks

Many elaborate dances

Many lies to tell

Trying to avoid the grasping burning hateful hands of my fears

But one can only have so many tricks

I'm no exception

My demons will catch up to me