My Nightmare

I knew but wouldn't or couldn't show it.
I held the keys I locked the door. The Devil had
come knocking on my door.

My grasp on life, no my pain deep down inside
brought me to my knees crumbling like empty
boxes to the floor.

I grew weaker everyday, I wanted to stay but
something kept pulling me away. I tried very
hard, but it wouldn't let go.

The beast took pleasure having all he could devour.
I was just another lost soul, so he thought
I gave one kick and he had to let go.

I had to put up some fight not give up and let him take
my life. Then I saw a bright light
I was terrified, then I fell off my bed.