" Demon lurking in the corner,
In the dark.
Waiting for the sun to fall down.
Waiting for every corner to get dark.
So that it can find me in any of the corners.
And I always wait for the darkness to fall down.

The demon comes every night,
And take away every light.
Leaving me with this web of thoughts.
Leaving me alone in this ocean of thoughts,
Without any boat.

The demon called me its love.
And it makes less my power of love
That I have for myself.
With every visit, it makes me hate myself.

The demon comes every night,
And make my strength to survive the light.
Push me in the river to struggle.
And it stands at the brink and giggles.

The demon ruled me at night.
Its hold around my neck is always so tight.
Every night with it I fight,
To survive. "

-Z. A.