the monster

The bottle of boiling hot water is under my skin
I struggle and fear that I cant conceal it
Im so helpless and I don’t know what, how, or when
I hear that monster crawling out of me
I shed some tears to restrain it
But the monster is strong, it will not flee
I exclude my thoughts and squeeze my eyes
I try everything but no one can hear my cries
I call to god pleading for his guidance
But the devious monster stops god’s calls
And makes me weak; I’m trapped within the walls
I’m isolated in this prison; paralyzed
I’m so lost; unable to find a escape out
There the monster is; sitting across the room
I scream bloody murder; but yet again no one can hear my shouts
The monster is closer to the surface
He wont leave; I don’t wish to see what happens next
The events that occured are too vivid and complex
they flash in my mind over and over
the monster is rushing towards my fragile soul
i shut my eyes; lock my heart in a box; and enclose my mind
thats the moment the monster has appeared and is now in control
and now in that caged room; i am the monster
i fear myself; i fear what i am able to do
my monster ,ready to begin, already knew





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