There's a monster in my bedroom, but he isn't what you would think.
He doesn't have red eyes but they burn right through me.
He has an anger inside, such hatred my heart is foced to sink.
He doesnt tear you apart with sharp razor claws, he doesn't eat your flesh.
He shuts me down by attacking all my flaws and telling me I have nothing left.
He doesn't want to kill you, he wants to break you down.
He doesnt have a scary face, You would never even know.
I hate this place, Though I may not let it show.
He attacks me with his fists and burns me with his words, bruises my body, Im never heard.
He isnt what you would expect a monster to look like but I assure you that he is one.
He can make you feel so dead inside, like your faith and hope are completely done.
He is the nightmares i see in my dreams, He is the cause for all this hurt inside of me, the reason for all the screams.
I'm Falling into pieces, I dont know what to do.
Did you know, that monsters could look just like me and you?
