some days it is somewhat gentle
in announcing its presence
some days it is more like an assault
a smack in the face, punch in the gut
I don’t sleep well ~ never have
but on nights such as these
it’s akin to being under siege
from some outside entity
the enemy that lies in wait
patiently anticipating the moment he will
strike
when defenses are down
eyes closed, all tucked in
when slumber’s peaceful arms
wrap themselves around me
when I let go clenched teeth and fists
and succumb to her peace
that’s when the demon
under cloak of darkness
unleashes his wrath
and leads his minions into my room
it’s a full body assault
awakening with a force
that tears me from the safety
and the comfort of my dreams
it is a bright light
a spotlight in my eyes
exposing everything
I’ve safely tucked away
and now I sit, awake
with everything laid bare
naked and covered in tears
I am alone ~
the demons have disappeared
their evil has been done
in the wake of the assault
I weep ~
