"Monsters crawl through my heart, teasing my brain."


crawl through my heart

teasing my brain

filling it with these occasional thoughts

becoming more frequent day to day

frightening me so much

every word i say

comes out in a hushed rush


maybe I'm falling apart

this is so insane

I'm becoming so distraught

I don't know the right words to murmer

and I cringe from the slightest touch

what am I supposed to do?

I wish this monsters

would just shush!

The End

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