Haunted

Haunted Haunted by my shadows eternity was the night. Demons kept me wide awake tormenting my every thought. Tossing and turning as voices echoed in the dark, skeletons rattled in the closet and the light of the moon reflected my soul. Morning is nowhere to be found. Is this hell or my awakening? The past, present, and future are forming twisters and time does not exist anymore. I am trapped and free at the same time. My heart is released from its prison when I am alone. I am me in a dimension of its own right. No one around to see my soul stripped naked. Will I ever sleep again? Or maybe I should ask…will I ever wake up?