visitors

these demons been lurking
uncertainty’s nourishment
all of my nights
all of my days lately
trapped in a cage
my mental was rattled
slips from my fingers
like sand when i grasp it

they ain’t here to stay though
they come and they go
couldn’t hold heavy hands
i relinquished control
couldn’t hold heavy hands
fingers twisted and cold
there’s a face i can’t place
and a voice i don’t know

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