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I sit in this dark space Alone. Afraid. Afraid the monsters will come out To take me in my sleep. Afraid there will be no hope When they come take me away. Afraid there are no friendly faces In the nightmares that haunt me. Afraid there is no escape In this endless deathly dream. And there is no hope. And there are no friendly faces. And there is no escape. But the monsters- The monsters will not take me, Not in my sleep. They are not so merciful. No, they haunt my waking life- Tormenting my every breath, My every smile; Crushing every hope I once had For the future. And I let them. Because there is no hope, And there are no friends, And there is no escape, And there is nothing. Nothing but the fire inside Eating away all the oxygen I have, Destroying everything I once was And creating what I will soon become. And I let them. And I help them. For there is nothing else Left to do.
Poem (c) LovelyViolence
