Tortured nights in my bed drenched in sweat I have lain, while the rats in my head devour my brain. They’ve come to take over set me free so they say. No more pain for my mind all my fears gnawed away. The rats scuttle-scamper all through round my brain. Tiny claws tick, tick, tick, sharpened daggers bringing pain. In the eye of my mind I watch as they creep, twitching snouts in the air with wet noses they seek. Sometimes in the quiet just before I awake, I’m sure that I know what the rats came to take. They want what I’ve hidden the “I” they can’t see, the spirit I’ve buried, the force that was me. The rats smell their victory and squeal with delight. Cold hairless tails flay and slash the black night. From my long buried soul comes a yearning so strong, the aching desire to repair all my wrongs. My wrongs are so many and I’ve hidden them well. But the years make them heavy, now the rats show me Hell. The rodents they whisper as they feed on my mind, your redemption is lost God has left you behind. I sob in my slumber, I scream as they tear, with their sharp yellowed teeth the tragedies I bear. The mistakes of my lifetime ooze forth in the light. The rats howl in fear and scurry off in the night. The rats in their gluttony grew fat lost the fight. And all monsters vanish when exposed to the light. This warm radiant light brings salvation at last, my forgiveness of me will now come to pass. So now in the night I find in my sleep, the soul my forgiveness allowed me to keep. I’ve banished Hell’s rats, cast away those sly thieves. I‘m safe from Hell’s vermin and the droppings they leave. All the years of defilement I heaped on the “I” made gossamer wings and my soul will soar high. No more will Hell’s rats come to gnaw and to feed now they wither and die in Hell’s pits where they breed.