Summary: Part 3 in Visions. I keep having this recurring image of a demon with shiny black skin and red eyes crawling around my room.

The Black Demon

Sneak in through my window
And crawl across my floor.
You know all my sins so
Why come back here for more?
Clawing at my bedsheet,
Your flaming eyes glow bright.
When I see that cold heat,
Nothing is all right.
Skin like glinting pen ink,
You stretch your claws and rip,
You gnash your teeth and think
You've got me in your grip.
You're sulking through my dreams
And claws reach out to tear.
I part my lips to scream
But nothing's ever there.