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the monster


The monster is gnawing at me 

eating away the pain 

clearing my mind

i try to stay sane

 

The monster is scratching at me

cutting away the memories

like strings i wonder

why am i here

 

The monster is whispering in my ear

telling me to come find it

i choose to wait 

but i'll look later

 

the monster is evil 

learning my deepest darkest secrets

to blackmail me 

and discourage my faith 

 

The monster is as broken as i 

yet it is whole and unforgivable 

a heart made of stone 

but it molds like play-doh

 

The monster is a part of me 

acting like it's gone 

but it has not disappeared 

it's hard to prove it wrong 

 

What if i told you the monster is the me i wanna be 

and what if i told you the monster is acually sweet 

What if i told the monster isn't really a monster

but only has the same problems as i 

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