I wake up in the morning, shivering, with my whole body hurting.

I spend my day, trying to get it out of my head, as its darkness overwhelms me, even in broad daylight.

By evening, it follows me around like my shadow, only more cryptic and evil.

It creeps into my bed late at night, while the silence and blackness around makes me feel more vulnerable. It looks me in the eye and I realise that my demons are real.

Shradha