I'm stuck in their little game.
Another pawn for them to use,
Another heart for them bruise.
Another soul set to lose.
But we all lose sometimes.
The only difference this time is
It's my life.
YOU ARE READING
monsters
PoetryWhat monsters hide under your bed? Or more importantly, i n y o u r h e a d ? *trigger warning*? ***trigger warning*** (when applies: lowercase is intentional)
