NIGHT-DEMON

(PTSD)

I said to the old Night-Demon

"BRING IT ON"

I am sick unto death

of wrestling with you ~

I want you gone.

Bring it on,

broken-winged devil

Why be shy now...

come on across

come on through...

You know how...

My barriers are down

but my shield is lashed with pain

I will not be afraid of you

not ever again

My Soul is purified

it's been singed in firefights

and forged in molten iron vats

in the factory of my nights.

Bring it on, Night-Demon

you'll no longer hear my screams

I will stand and wait for you,

I'll dash you with my cold tears

and fling you from my dreams.

©Copyright November 1, 2004 by Christina
by Faye Sizemore

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