The Life of a Mental Monster: A Poetry Collection

I Want to Escape.

How much longer do I have to wait?

I would like to know.

Or do I?

I'm unsure

I'm scared, to be honest.

My nightmares in my mind;

They frighten me.

They're even worse,

Considering that I created them

I'm not ready for when the time comes:

When I'm not so scared

But broken and restless;

It's happened before yet no one knows.