Monster, monster

October 9, 2011
By Anonymous

Monster, monster
Where are you hiding?
Under my bed?
Or somewhere in my head?
Are you waiting for me?
Waiting to take me away?
Are you trying to break me?
Break me to pieces?
hiding in my head
I still hear you screaming
saying that I'm dead.
Monster, monster
Leave me alone,
give me back the place I used to call home.

The author's comments:
I hope people can relate to this.. or at least they feel like it's something real to them.
I was inspired to write this... mostly for personal reasons, just feeling like I'm trapped.

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