Demons And Dreams

 
They chase me in my sleep.
And sometimes while I wake.
They are demons of unimaginalble proportions.
The demons read me,
Try to change me.
Crept into my mind.
They did.
While I was unaware,
Distracted.
They want to end me.
I can hear them in the walls,
Ceilings,
And floors.
The niose.
The sensation.
Through my mind,
My body,
The fear,
Intrigue.
Searching for a life line,
It sank into the depths of my madness,
Where they live.
They would love for me to go there.
Where they could feed on my soul and devour what would be left of me.
Gave up on the life line.
I screamed,
The loudest scream,
No one heard.
The sound furious,
Muffeled my screams.
Deamons are at my heals,
Ready to consume my dreams,
The pleasure intoxicating.
I fely myself running,
An act in futility.
It was time to stop,
To turn,
Face the abyss.
I may never return from this.