Monster's

My mind is filled with the monster's of my past, my present, and future.
Monster's who will scream in my ear's
Bleeding from my wrists are the monster's
Monster's that I want to get away from

Can these monster's be those around me?
Blood runs over my skin, blood that I don't need anymore.
Blood that cover's many hands that are not my own.
My hands are covered in other's sins.
My monster's still scream in my ears.
My monster's who can't leave my side any longer.
I need them by my side to guide me,
to teach me how to survive without anyone else.

Maybe one day you'll understand that my monster's are my best friends.
Maybe one day you'll just leave me here to bleed till my monster's are all gone.

I'll be here waiting for that day to come,
bleeding out all my monster's day in and day out.