Monsters

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by dragonrider72

by dragonrider72

Over the years I've learned to realize,
The monsters don't sleep under your bed,
For if you look closely at humans,
You'll see, they sleep within you're head.

Deep inside where nothings fine,
They use your mind for fun,
You've lost your mind, thanks to them,
And there's nowhere else to run.

You begin to think it's all your fault,
Not quite understanding your part,
Slowly drowning in despair,
As the monters darken your heart.

The people it affects the most,
Are the people who are fed the lies,
As society shuts them out,
Their will to live slowly dies.

And people begin to question,
"What the hell happened to you?"
But don't feel ashamed of your monsters,
Because, sweetheart, I have them too.