Brought back

Dreams,
They lay forgotten,
As I toss and turn,
A blank page rolling free,
I cant move,
Im caught in the tornado in my mind.
Help Me written in small letters in the middle of the page.

Hopelesnes Eating down on my soul.
The dark walls of my mind threating to claim what sanitys left.
The dark dreams summoned by a demon known as Sleeping pills.
Look to the rest of the pages,
I hear whispered to me a broken voice of a girl I once was.

Not wanting to look my head turning on its own,
To see the pages I created,
Not a colorful world of a young childs imangation,
But one of one who has suffered,
Dark crimson red staining pages,
hate staining my mind,
Dispare leaking through the cracks.

Would I get out alive?
Why was my mind showing me this,
Screams, My screams.
Thats all I can hear along with the dark chuckles of insanity.
He is dragging me down,
Back to the endless pit of dispare and hoplesnes.
Willing back the feeling of wanting to fade.
Screaming at me,
Cackling, He was a demon in itself.