Monsters
The grass I step on will wilt and never grow,
No colors ever show.
There are monsters, I hope,
Hidden in this place.
But these monsters I hold,
Claw through my heart,
Begging for air.
Held them in for too long,
I continue to battle them.
I feel like I’m lost in this place,
I want to leave but I’m too scared to move,
For I might scare you and I fear you will go.
Nothing left inside but a name,
I want to live my life to be with you,
But there is something creeping beneath my skin.
Now these monsters I hope, will leave,
I’ve never been religious but I’d pray to any god,
To remove this pain and make it leave this place.
You’re name will never leave my heart,
And I will never let these monsters touch it.
But these sadistic monsters I keep locked inside,
Will end up killing me and I fear they might touch you.
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