My Demons Wake Me Up In The Morning
I'm a man of the night.
All my senses get heightened at night.
My demons keep me company
loneliness doesn't feel so bad,
Afterall I've got a legion of demons in my head.
Looking past them being demons,
They're actually quite friendly.
Waking up to the deathly screams in my head,
The sun's blinding morning light, my worst enemy,
The heat that burns all things,
The cool night, the breeze that reminds me of my freedom,
The night is when my demons and I are free to roam about.
I can barely call my existence part of humanity,
Afterall, I always give them an I'll vibe,
But I like the loneliness, isolation and solitude.
My mind was once my greatest enemy,
Filled with countless demons,
But now that I've embraced them all,
My mind is now my only companion,
Along with the countless demons within it.
Sometimes I ask how I'm the one
Who ended up cursed with this mind,
But maybe it's a blessing
Once I find what to use it for,
And the demons who wake me in the morning,
Will finally be woken by me!