Everyone has bruises under their skin but yours were different
They were beautifully painful and aesthetically magnificent
They tell your story with no need for words
I'm sure these can portray your world
And when you look in the mirror and all you see is ache
You start wondering how could your smiles be that fake
You disguess yourself and there's no artistic way to say
That you were yourself's enemy all the way
You can't find a single positive trait in yourself
You can't admit that your standards were on a high shelf
And you sit here denying all sort of adulations
And that's when you decide that you need a salvation
You start looking for solutions but there's nowhere to go
Everything you do can't seem more wrong
The only way out is taking away your life
And just then you see a string of light
Finally in that labyrinth I call my life
Something brightned my way and brought back my sight
But that light never seemed to last
And then I find myself back in darkness fast
They say there's a promise for the ones who hold on
But that promise is apparently taking too long
You're here breathless, counting your scars
Wondering how much you'll last going that far
Deciding to do nothing but disappear
Doesn't work when you have eyes that sheer
And through all that, no one notices when you want them to
But hey, maybe god's timer will be better for you
So you wake up in the morning
Trying to convince yourself
That there's a lot out there to see
And nothing is on an unreachable shelf
You convince yourself that it's a beautiful world
You try so hard to get yourself out of your bed
There's a reason to get up you just can find the words
To tell yourself that the check is paid by all the tears you've shed
You were talking quietly, afraid to wake the monster up
For your surprise, it has been watching you sleep
And then you wake up and realize that it's the only thing that does
And that's when I fell in love with the monster in me
We became unseperable and everyone could tell
They couldn't tell us apart as well
He lived through me, i feeded him every day
I gave him all he needed so that he'll forever stay
And now he's defining me, you can see it through my eyes
I was terrified but turned out that time really flies
It's been 3 years and the monster's still here
I guess we got married and our child was fear
YOU ARE READING
The monster in me
PoetryIt's a poem for the ones who suffer from depression/self harming and have suicial thoughts.