it comes in the night
like a beast in disguise
dark and gray, solemn and
somber, sobering, like a
hangover and made of
headaches, malicious
intents, malicious thoughts,
dangerous to you yourself and
no one else
it whispers in your ear
"never ever ever"
and you curl up, let it
beat on your back
let it beat on your soul
until you can't take it,
until you give into it
and there's no turning
back, there's no turning