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Inside Her Head
Monsters in my head
“We are your friends” they had said
Call it what you may
They are here until I pay
Until I pay the debts
Caused by my biggest regrets
So I pay two-fold
But I grow ever cold
From the secrets I have heard
And the lies that I incurred
Shadows of the Night
There are shadows in the night
Stirring up trouble
Causing me fright
They haunt me till I scream
“Get out! Get out!” I say
But in keeping me company
They seem quite keen
These shadows are thoughts
And they have me caught
In an never ending cycle of pain
Because I know I am the one to blame
“Come close, and we will give you comfort”
But they lie
And do nothing of the sort
When will these shadows go a-flight?
These shadows of the night?
Mini Me
I keep her locked in a cage
That puts her into quite a rage
She fights to be let out
To accomplish her mission
To spread throughout
But I won't let her free
Because she wants to destroy me
Not today or any other day
So she finds another way
Another way of attack
To get me back
She infiltrates my mind
She goes back in time
She makes me remember
That December
When I made the decision
The inquisition
To never go back
To the way I was before
Because I wanted more
Little did I know
Down the wrong path I was to go
Down into darkness
And there she was
Lying in wait
The hand of fate
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These poems are all emotionally connected to events in my life. To me, that is what poetry entails. Raw emotion. A way to express ourselves through flowing words that may at times only have a known meaning to ourself. I have walked paths of life that have not been pleasant. We all have. These are my words, a piece of my story.