• I can not breath.
    I can not sleep.
    I can not, no, Will not run away from the beast
    that is burning inside my scull.

    I must stand to face my demons,
    and fight for self control.

    As my lids slide shut,
    the best comes forth
    striding slow and sure.

    I stood my ground,
    and turned to look
    the horrid monster
    in the eyes.

    What i saw
    in that short moment
    was worse than
    any demon!

    For in the eyes of that
    poor creature,
    what i saw was
    . . . . .me?!