the ugly writers

Incubus

Before sunup he would crawl back under my bed, But before he disappears he would whisper to me, "I am just the demon inside your head."
the ugly writers

Late Night Conversation

And I can't get over you. I cannot just erase you in my mind. I cannot just unlove the spirit that lives in your chest, and just like how you vanished, I cannot convince myself that you were just a mirage from a lucid dream.