Bad Dreams

Sometimes

I’m come home early

close all curtins

and switch off lights

to get lost in darkness

Sometimes

after I’m lost

I see my true self

in the mirror

where hiding isn’t the case

I see my frightened self

who doesn’t know

how to breathe healthy

Sometimes

I feel so insecure

and seeing weeknesses

I fall deeper and deeper

from where coming back

isn’t marked on map

Sometimes

I give up

and don’t find the way back

feeling so dead

so demolished

that being with demon

feels like floating in heaven

But sometimes

It is just a bad dream.

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