I am the nightmare
I am the fungus growing from your shower walls
The demon in the back of your head that never stops chasing you
The big red sign that hangs reading "closed permanently" outside of your favorite bookstore
I am the ache in your heart that appears and seems to linger for days
I am everything negative that you think about on your bad days, and sometimes even your better ones
For that's the only thing I've ever been good at
I'm never the protagonist
I cannot be the shine after the rain
I'm the eye of the hurricane
I may be the calm within the storm
But nevertheless
I still carry with me nothing but destruction
