I used to think that the monsters
Under my bed
We're as bad as they get
But when I grew up
I released that the monsters
In my head
Are
So
Much
Worse
That the monsters out in the open
Will never be as bad
As the monsters
That I make in my head
Because those monsters
Know everything
They know what will destroy me
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For a rainy day [poetry]
PoesiaNew book just some poems. Most are by me and if there not I will put the author in. I have the mature rating on because there's are some sensitive and sad topics. I will put a trigger warning at the beginning of each. Here are some of the trigger...
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