I feel the monsters
Crawling under my skin
Leaving red marks
On my dead body
That withers like
A spring flower
Of a single colour
Of a single thought
Lost in the mess
I call my mind
Full of blank canvases
Always forgetting
Who I used to be
Who I used to know
Like finding the different star
In all the different places
Just one is right
But still missing
Missing something I miss
Finding only dread
Eating me inside
Destroying from all
Dimensions
Drinking my dry blood
Which drips from my
Eyes are watching me
My every move
Never be free
What you see
Only a shadow
Hiding the creatures.
