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The night passes onward

The fear of sleeping, like a coward

The dark past is drilled into the back of his mind

Just wish he could go back and rewind

Back through the broken hourglass overflowing with the sands of time

He can’t drown his demons, they know how to swim

As the moon aligns higher in the sky, he knows he can’t win

The mental scars that infiltrate his tattooed kingdom of a body

The feeling of being unworthy…. A nobody….

Fills his decimated circuits of impending memories

To the point of impact so all he sees

Is his former hero of a father unleashing a beating

But don’t you see the night is young… This is only the beginning

The beginning of the night terrors storming his head

Years will pass by, but he will never forget

Forget about the hell he faced during childhood

He would rather forget if he could

He is the King throughout the day

Portraying the mask of confidence and happiness with every sway

But when the sun goes down

So does his confident crown

An insomniac is born & swallowed whole by the night

The weariness & sleeplessness gets too hard to fight

Here is where the war of dark memories commence

And reality at that point makes no sense

The unconscious screaming & frantic movements scurry through the night

Then the awakening sudden frights strike

Strike the mind, with the body sweating from the battles waging on

So he drowns his fears with the lyrics of his favorite songs

To block out all the dark memories sieging his castle of dreams

He falls to his knees

His crown falls to the ground

He looks out to the stars until they fall

The sun rises & the cycle restarts

He is a dreamer full of fear

Waiting for the next night terror

He will sit upon his throne until the sun sets once again

Because it is those dark sickening memories he could never forget

As he closes his eyes at night

He returns back to the time, when he was a kid living in complete darkness full of fright.

That is when he feels trapped inside.

Like a labyrinth chained to the burden with no place to run or hide

Only left alone with a terror filled mind……
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