Monsters are real...

Like black satin it consumes my mind,
Absorbing every inch of positivity,
It oozes over my consciousness ,
Paralysing my self worth,
Breaking down each and every memory,
Somehow brandishing...

Nay....

Tainting, twisting, devastating and corrupting.

Remembering truth causes only dismay and self doubt.

Keep quiet.

Silence the monster,
Slay the beast and push it down down down,
Further and further.....

Another day passes.
Another dawn rises.

It slumbers for now,
But unknown for how long.
Monsters are real. 
Just invisible.