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The Monster Inside


I hold my breath, I have to fight

My stomach is queasy, my chest is tight

Long ago I try to be free

But it’s all in my mind, it’s slowly killing me

 

For a minute or so I feel normal

Then the hell is back

It tears at me like the lion does the lamb

But screw that, that’s not how I am

 

I hold my breath, I have to fight

My stomach is queasy, my chest is tight

Long ago I try to be free

 

The shadows around me are my friends

We talk to each other days on end

The sky is green the grass is blue

Do I sound crazy to you?

 

I hold my breath, I have to fight

My stomach is queasy, my chest is tight

 

Buildings fall, my mind the rest

Something beautiful turned a cold, hard, rotten mess

My thoughts are no more but I smile in glee

Now the monsters are after me

 

I hold my breath, I have to fight

 

The way they run is strange to me

I crawl along the floor trying to get free

But they are faster, its really weird how they run on two feet

Alas they finally catch me

 

You hold your breath, you have to fight

I’m coming to get you during the night

You can’t get away from my embrace

But try as you might I am the part you, you can never erase.

 

 

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