where night time is revered.
where daylight is shunned
but darkness is feared
Passes by the cats in the dark alley.
where we ponder on the rooftops,
and do not keep tally
of anything at all.
constantly attempting takeover
is evil. Waiting for us to fall.
Where demons float above us
both living and our own
Which are fact which are fiction?
How we wish we could have known
Where the bad, dark, and suppressed reign supreme
Where we live in constant wondering
If we will obtain mercy from these beings
Where angels and demons are in constant battle
fighting for our souls, sounds muffled but
We often hear their rattle
Thoughts read and stolen
minds paralyzed in fear
Attempts to retreat the happy place
but nothing for sure is near
The constant fight to seek reality
and separate from delusions
And sharpen morality
Dark sunshine and dim moons
fireflies of hope floating
enclosing walls in rooms
Trapped in the projections of my mind
In a world
My world.
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