They told me monsters exist,
It could be under the bed,
Inside the closet,
Even at the cemetery,
But I grew older.
And realised the only monster I see is in the mirror.
Me.
YOU ARE READING
Souls rehabilitation.
RandomWhen you cannot say something, write it. This is where souls go to for rehab. Words that are left unsaid, are written here. Feelings that are left unexpressed, are written here. Just a human going through a hurricane of dullard feelings and thoughts.
