6/7/2021
I'm the monster under your bed I'm the light that draws the moth to the flame I'm the voice locked inside your head I'm the darkness that swallows the sun my name is insecurity and you should not attempt to out run me, I'll drag you down to the beyond and I'll Rip you limb from limb I'll drink your blood and eat your flesh because I love your self-hate it's simply tastes the best.
I love the way fear seasons your flesh the way the salt from your tears gives me a reason to live, I love haunting your dreams and living in your every thought I'm apart of your mind and the thought that tears you apart I'm apart of your will and your every move I'm what clouds your judgment and puts you in a foul mood.
You will never escape me I can smell your scent i lurk and linger like a squatter without rent I'll follow you even till death because from birth to death I am what makes you I am what haunts you and you may get rid of me for a while but I'll be back because this is never over because I'm gonna take me axe and hack.
I will never leave I will never give up I will consume your emotions because I love to be there then things get rough, you can scream and shout or cry and bleed as-long as I control you it really doesn't matter to me.
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Poetry of a foster kid
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I made from ages 15 to 17 it's about mental health and growing up the last few years in foster care it's a journey about maturing as a kid but also learning to grow and deal with my demons in the on going battle of eve...
