DEMONS
You are hidden in a deep dark place
You have your own special space
I know of your hiding place
Sometimes I wish you didn’t exist
Nigh time is the worst for then it is you appear
I wish you weren’t in my hemisphere
All you do is make me live in fear
You are like a black cloud above my head
I wish you would go away to somewhere else instead
I try and crawl back off to bed
In the hope that you will disappear
But to no avail the inevitable seems to happen
What are you? Who are you? I don’t understand
The doctors give you a label but I am unable
To comprehend what is happening to me
They say due to stress and tension
I have now obtained depression
By
FIONA STEVENSON
© Copyright Reserved 2009
You are hidden in a deep dark place
You have your own special space
I know of your hiding place
Sometimes I wish you didn’t exist
Nigh time is the worst for then it is you appear
I wish you weren’t in my hemisphere
All you do is make me live in fear
You are like a black cloud above my head
I wish you would go away to somewhere else instead
I try and crawl back off to bed
In the hope that you will disappear
But to no avail the inevitable seems to happen
What are you? Who are you? I don’t understand
The doctors give you a label but I am unable
To comprehend what is happening to me
They say due to stress and tension
I have now obtained depression
By
FIONA STEVENSON
© Copyright Reserved 2009
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