Never did I think I would feel this way,
finally able to say "I'm ok" and mean it.
At long last I am able to speak of the monsters inside my head
and no longer fear them--
no, not like before.
Ah, but do not be deceived,
the monsters are still there, always lurking in shadow.
I can still hear their lies,
still feel their grip on me.
I will never be completely free,
but their power has waned--
never again shall I fall into the void of their being,
not like I did a year ago.
Though I will stumble and at times be weak,
I know I can live on, ever fighting these demons of mine.
I yearn for the day when I can say "I battled the fiercest of monsters--
they almost killed me--
but I won."
I embrace this long road to recovery.
YOU ARE READING
Monsters Inside My Head
PoetryWARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my fir...
