Monster
There's a monster in my head, and he wants to get out, he's screaming and clawing demanding release, the monster wants out, to destroy what I'm trying to be, the monster wants out, he wants to destroy me, there's a monster in my head, and he wants to get out, he's clawing at my skull, begging for release, the monster wants out, to make me as weak as I once was, the monster wants out, he wants to control me, there's a monster in my head, and he wants to get out, scraping his nails against the contours of my mind, the monster wants out, to bring me to my knees, the monster wants out, to make me beg please, there's a monster in my head, and he wants to get out, screeching, screaming, almost out, the monster wants out, to show everyone my true pain, the monster wants out, to use me for his own gain, there's a monster in my head, and he wants to get out, pounding his fists against my mind, the monster wants out, to kill who I want to be, the monster wants out, and no one can help me.
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The Tattered Quill
PoetryThe Tattered Quill is a collection of poems I've written over years and kept. Some are funny though most are dark or emo or whatever you want to label them. Enjoy regardless. The art for the cover isn't mine it's just something I found on google, if...
