At night I dread going to bed.
I can't sleep, for I hear the
Voices in my head.
I hear footsteps in the darkest
Hours of the night.
I hear the whispers calling my name,
When there is no light.
Am I going insane?
It's getting worse and worse
By the night.
How long will this go on for?
The figures are coming closer.
For I feared them too long.
For no longer will I let my life
Be ruled by figures and sounds of the night.
For no longer will I wait for them.
For no longer will I let them mock me.
For I will let the light in.
Burn them.
Alas, till that day comes,
I'll sit in despair and be
sleep deprived.
-Furashu
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