Forgotten Past

They come at night,unbidden, these demons of the dark. Scarey,shifting,spooky forms, that brings me from my sleep. They slither over the walls, they creep along the halls; these dark and empty halls, that i seldom visit. They creep in unawares, they leap without warning; these demons of my past, that brings hurt,pain, and tears. They sneak in at night, past all of my defenses; they bring the past to light, the past i want forgotten.