Monsters

by Emmah   Feb 8, 2005


I have these monsters living underneath my bed,
i also have different monsters the kind that live in my head.
These monsters tell me to do things, things i know are bad,
and i know if i do what they tell me it would make everyone so sad.
They feast upon my sadness, my anger and my fears,
it makes them really happy when i cry my stupid tears.
They say that i'm not worth it, and nobody really cares,
they say that i should do it, i don't know how much more i can bear.
Their words kept pressing loudly all around my head,
until i started believing every single word they said.
They whispered to me, end it all right now,
and if u listen closely we'll tell u exactly how.
"see that razor sitting on your desk? we know the pain u feel within,
so get that razor and place it right there upon your skin.
Now pull it very slowly but cut it really deep,
keep doing it till u sense that drowsy feeling and u want to go to sleep.
And just like that i was gone,
but the monsters they weren't, they still live on!

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