As I sit upon the dark of night even as the sun is arising.

The darkness is slowly eating me alive in the inside.

My demons like to play games with my mind so I can´t tell the difference between whats real and whats not real, it’s all just so fake but it all seems so real as well.

My anxiety tell´s me things like i´m not real or what if, or how could I do this to myself i can’t tell if it´s all a lie or if it´s the truth.

Is this a nightmare or is this my real life are all the monsters i see a dream or can others see them am i the crazy one or am i  just asleep.