Shadows On The Wall

I see things and my mom does too. And she describes the. That's what makes it scary.

SHADOWS ON THE WALL

I see shadows on the wall
They don't look like me at all
I think they're starting to crawl
Reaching out for me
With long sharp claws
Slowly creeping closer
Close...closer....closely, now
Cold and getting colder
Cold colder deadly
The nighttime sinks deeply
Becoming my blackhole

Where there hasn't been
A bright sunshiney day
Since all of this began
To die would be merciful
Because all I do is wonder
Will I ever sleep again
It's the worst thing watching
All your demons come for you
Alone I have to face it
My own personal hell

My loved ones can't see them
But they know somethings wrong
I cant beg for God to help
I already disappointed him
So this is what it feels like
To concede to your demons