THE DARK NIGHTS
All is fine until the lights are out,
The demons of my past creep in,
Taunting and haunting me,
They're like a diathesis in my skull,
Pounding as they articulate,
Vocables of regret and malediction,
Utterances of vengeance,
It’s an obscurity of constant ridicule,
A dire for vile choices I've made,
Reminder for despicable words I said,
The malevolent beasts are like a jury,
Except invisible and relentless,
Even when my sight is unimpeded,
When I can't sleep anymore,
When am staring across the dark room,
They still don't depart,
Until my eyes the wet with tears,
And fear slides off my body,
I utter the words of remission,
And promise to be a better person tomorrow
First comes a glimpse of sleep I crave for,
Then it's all dark again but am relieved,
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