Monsters
All I hear is the blood pumping into my vein
An open cut, slit by my brain
I don't scream out
I deserve pain
I prefer myself this
5 years ago
I was introduced
To a monster in my own skin
One who'd happily abuse
One who'd use and hurt
So I kept us away
From anyone who'd care
To care about or for me
It used my anger and pain
To break those I care about
Enough to make them hate
And left with me all the guilt
Regret that came with it's game
So I hurt myself because
Through me
It hurt them
I deserved the pain
For what I let happen
Now it's just me and the monster
In my head till I die
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