Monster
The monster hides where I'll never look
When I'm happy, it runs
When I'm lonely, it peaks
It pretends to be friendly
So I may feel comfort
When I see the monster
Great pain follows
It appears at my weakest
Eyes black at midnight
A fanged, twisted smile
Skin paler than the dead
Body of a frail woman
Tattered, stained clothing
Commands me to harm myself
Tells me I am alone
My eyes well with tears
Hers, an inky blackness
My nose drips blood
As well as hers
The monster is me
I terrorize myself
As well as people I love
I am my own enemy
I am my own terror
I am the monster
Written by: Julianne Micheletti 12/21/2014
Edited: 04/08/2015
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