This is Me

Deep inside a monster lies

A monster with the darkest eyes

Waiting watching it spies

Feasting on the people cries

This is not a monster that lies under the bed

But rather one deep in my head

Darkest of thoughts it is said

And my thoughts it has verily led

How do I tell them, those who smile

That I haven't been fine for a while

And as the monster rises like bile

I will run from it for miles

There is no happy ending yet

No tales of happiness I get

This monster in me none have met

And when you have I'll repay my debt