Paranoid

Paranoid thoughts, like shadows they creep. As your eyes flicker wildly in this REM sleep. The clock ticks so loudly, each hour it chimes. As my mind runs away, in a world out of time. A voice starts to echo, as I lie in this bed. Whilst this voice whispers softly, puts a doubt in my head. As your mind starts to question what's real and what's false. While you dance with the devil in a dark, lonely waltz. While the walls close in tighter, my breath quickens fast. As my mind starts to wonder, in these thoughts I feel trapped. My chest start to tighten, the anxiety kicks in. This insomnia I'm feeling has my head in a spin. I find truth in the whispers. It gives me strength in the fight. As I battle my demons just to get through this night. In the midst of this chaos, a flicker remains. A flicker of hope, to break out from these chains. I will awake from this darkness and confront every fear. As the night turns to day, these dark thoughts disappear. Though these paranoid thoughts they may linger and creep. I'll find peace in the silence when I wake from this sleep.