I lie in my bed, scared and alone,
With nothing left to calm my mind.
All I want is the past to be gone,
Instead the past is all I find.
Like a ghost it hanuts my days,
Invading my thoughts and dreams.
Making me suffer in horrible ways,
Reality is no longer what it seems.
Around every corner its waits and waits,
Plotting the next move to make,
To flash those memories I love to hate,
And laugh as I weep and shake.
The evil that lives within my mind,
Will never leave me alone.
This evil is all I seem to find.
All I want is for the past to be gone.