The battle of demons

It's one of those mornings,
when I wake up with a pain, gripping my heart tight,
and tears running down my cheeks,
for the dreary night and nightmarish morning ahead, alike.

It keeps coming back in flashes..
as I stand there,
seeing the demons I feared and I,
unite just the way I feared..

Run and try as I might,
to save the innocent from the wrath unleashing on them,its futile..
For, am saving them from me!

The dream's nothing real,
yet it has a life like quality to it..
may be from all the lives it's snatching away, mercilessly!

It's a dream, unlike any I have ever had.
never allowing me to wake
outdoing me at every turn and corner..

Break and break further down, is all I can do.
taking life from my tears,

the demons in me rise and rise..

It's a never ending battle,
One I want to win and lose alike..