My Monster

i feel these hands upon my back

they slowly dig, sometimes attack

i feel this fear within my heart

it wont go away through lyrics or art

this kind of pain can not be shared

i hope its not wrong to admit that im scared

i don't want to pass my turmoil to others

just hide deep, beneath my covers

because the darkness i see and in turn, do not

helps the process an awful lot

if i don't pay a worry or care

it means that something is still out there

fragile air, things to discover

personal artifacts i've yet to uncover

some are beautiful, for all to see

others are locked and dispersed from the key

they slowly lurk, they turn, they hurt

not always imminent, but quick to assert

laughing violently in my face

and turn once more to complete the pace