A Monster Inside
Torn apart inside but the world is blinded by my mask, it's all they see.
Hidden under is a raging monster growing rapidly.
I love the hate, it gives me the power I need, to be everything I want to be.
Her touch goes void, her voice goes mute, nothing can penetrate me anymore.
From one to another, each one just a whore.
I wish life was simple, like a fairy tale. At least I would know a happy ending.
I run through the night, covered in darkness, yet I can't find enough places to hide. I walk through the crowd with a smile on my face. But blood is all I want to taste. Knock, knock on my door, welcome to my home...there is a monster inside.
poem by Midnight Writer
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