There is no monsters under your bed
an alternate identity
your worse enemy
The monsters are in your head
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Unalluring in the darkness
Surprises you as she bares her teeth
Reminding of the what is repugnant deep beneath
This monster is heartless
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The monster rearing itself on the inside
Breaths are short and shallow
Dry mouth, impossible to swallow
Under your attractive surface, she will hide
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The monster is angry
Defiant, uncompromising in its reality
Quivering, sinking I have ceased to be
The monster is pointing at me
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Raging against her
You deny her
You push her
You no longer believe in her
.
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The monster grew on your fear
Return to me, my true essence
Bring softness to my presence
Recover my tender heart, so dear
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Don’t hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.
Challenges incorporated into this poem
https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/03/23/identity/
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/03/23/story-starter-challenge-21/
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/03/24/opposites-attract-challenge-21/
Gosh, that is so powerful and so true, in many cases, the worst monsters we face are our own doubts and fears.
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Yes Kristian.. I know 😊
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Thank you..
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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