Demon Dance

Angry thoughts float about my head

as I lie down atop my bed.

I close my eyes, I take a chance

of sleeping through another demon dance.

Hours of stillness, in which I lie

while ghoulish things sing me horrid lullabies.

I'm scared, they cackle as I weep

but, finally, I drift to sleep

My slumber is less than restful

as the nightmares that plague me become direful.

The sun wakes as I do, yawning over the sky

while I rise from my demon dance and wipe scalding tears from my eyes.