The voices in my head so loud and chaotic,
making my thoughts and actions oh so psychotic.

An endless hurricane of whispers and screams,
manifesting memories in my haunted dreams.

When I close my eyes I see his repelling gaze,
laying on my bared skin as my mind goes haze.

The dimlit room turns into my minds prison,
restraining me forever as the demon has risen.

-The Crescent Moon