The demons inside 

are laughing out loud.

They know  something is gonna crack.

Lonliness, hatered,sadness  lives in my mind.

They are gonna get me or my family.

I just know that someday they are gonna take over and I will be to weak to fight. 

Because there is  only so many times I can fight the same battle and win. 

I fear that my luck has run out.

What do the future hold for me as I wonder what will happen next!
En dikt om en verklig mardröm som kommer till mig ibland när jag minst anar det.