There is no monsters

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.

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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/