Nightmares storming in one's soul!
Who are these treacherous demons
entering at their own command?
No invitation to a dwelling do they compel,
whence, how does one put a stop to invasions
of these morbid creatures of the damned,
since there's no gateway for their entry,
and no welcome sign waves for their craving.
Who allows them to route their own invite?
How can the invisible to light be nested,
or have a road leading without soil,
as victims are picked at random?
Excavate a preserved return to sender,
to the storms of these phantoms of terror,
and no longer allow them to snuggle
in the coziness of one's cradle of rest,
for as I say the Lord's Prayer.
I pray He send me an angel,
one picked especially for me,
so I may stretch my arms way up high
on the morn and eve of every day.
and with all my might and faith,
I know my special angel will guard me,
as she spreads her wings all around me.
freeing me of any thorns created by storms.
Let the demons lose their way
in ferocious storms of no return.