It's as if, I've been invited
to a haunting
without the will of refusal.
I am bound to sleepless nights
a tireless ticking of the clock
an endless repertoire
of demon jostling.
I close my eyes again
and yet again
a wish for heaven's rest.
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I would say that this reminds me of what a spirit must think everytime he/she is thought upon for guidence or summoned through the planchete of a ouija, but as Houdini drainfully discovered this is not neccessarily the case.
You can't drain the drained (though they can drain themselves) - the living however feel that pull everyday they wake because it's a full time job keeping those demons contained.
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