Nightmares capture me in my sleep. Overpower the sweet dreams of counting fluffy white sheep. The demons they circle, they buzz all around. I open my mouth, but out comes no sound. These visions become real. All my happiness they steal. The demons morph into familiar faces I see them untying my laces. The strings that hold me together. Now cut, gone, lost forever. I patch and repair. I need help, but no one’s ever there. These demons they creep and crawl in the night. Sometimes I feel I’ll dies from pure fright. I kick and I scream. I tell myself it’s nothing, it’s just a dream. But when I wake, nothing has changed. Except for the fact, now my demon has a name.