The darkness

When it's getting dark earlier.
I become more depressed.
Nothing goes how I want it.
When the sun starts to rise I'll get my rest.

Memories of what happened then,
starts to burn in my mind.
Haunting me while I not know why.
The answers are hard to find.

Nightmares are the only thing I'll dream about.
Everything scary and dark.
It really drives me crazy.
The darkness has set his mark.