The face in the mirror, staring back at me, can't be me.
There's no way the monster inside looks so human.
The monster that I try to hide to hide, but grows stronger every day. I wonder if it'll escape every time my mouth opens.
The face looking back at me no longer resembles me. I've changed, grown quieter, stronger. I depend on no-one, I need nothing.
Can they see what's under lock and key? The beast I keep hidden. Something in me is flawed, I'm diseased, sick, rotting from the core. There is no cure, it's what I am. A monster.
If I let it loose, it would destroy all. Anything and everything, it knows no end, it feels no love.
I look at the man in the mirror. That's no longer me, but the shell I've become. The fake mask of pleasantry, the subtle veil of contentment.
No one knows what's inside, no one ever will. I force the monster deep down inside, it waits, it'll get its chance for destruction.
I force a smile, no one ever knows the demon within.
I will destroy everything you hold dear, best to flee and forget I ever existed.
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Monster
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