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Mental Illness |
| -Little monster in my head, why are you everything I fear? Why do you torture me, with my worst memories? -Memories that are best left in the dark recesses of my mind, awful things that make me sob hysterically, things that make my throat close up, let me go. -Little monster in my head, you repeat the words that have broken me, you open up the closet, and out fall my skeletons. -Skeletons that come to life, and suffocate me, they leave me wide-eyed with fear, choking on my screams. -The little monster shows me the way out, promises it won't hurt. Pushes me to the edge of my sanity, I have no choice. |