Darkest Night

The deepest darkest hour
The hour of demons
Demonic forces fill the dark
Disturbing my sleep - every night
Intruding inside, exuding anxiety
Rootless
Searching for the smallest fear
Magnifying it to a horror of damnation
Swallowing every thought of life

The light of dawn breaks through
The demons flee to the darkest corner
But do not sleep, but nag
On every little concern ...
... until the haunting hour.

©2011 John A. Mills