No One
The world is a cold and scary place
full of monsters and creatures
like envy, greed, poverty, and death.
These things most people don't worry about.
They don't think it will happen to them.
So why be scared.
Right?
No.
Because one day you won't be prepared.
But it will come and attack you,
like a lioness hunting her prey,
it will be bloody,
hurtful,
painful,
scarring.
But won't hurt just you.
No.
It will hurt everyone you know
love,
care about,
even talk to.
It will take away the real you
your life,
your hopes,
your dreams,
your love,
your emotions,
everything.
No one will love you
No one will care
No one will be with you through it
Only yourself,
only you,
just you and the growing beast inside of you
the one that haunts you,
taunts you,
destroys you.
So ask yourself
do you like the monster inside of you?
If your answer is no
Well I'm proud of you then
If your answer is yes
Then I only have one thing to say to you
You're on your own.
Ridgey Ray
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