" At the age of five you feared the
monsters lurking beneath your bed
frame, monsters are cruel.
At the age of ten you feared your
upcoming days at middle school, people
are cruel.
At the age of twelve you feared the boy
who filled your veins with horrid
names, words are cruel.
At the age of fourteen, you feared your
peers at school, people are cruel.
At the age of sixteen you feared
yourself, your thoughts were cruel.
At the age of eighteen, you feared a
bottle of pills, a blade, and a bottle of
liquor, pain is cruel.
Maybe monsters under your bed at
the age of five, were just your future
internal demons eating you alive."
- We are the monsters we feared at the
age of five.
~NEMO
