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My monster is comming
I can feel it within me
It's not fighting to escape
it's calmly waiting beneath my cracking exterior lies
I can hear it laughing more often now
it knows it's only a matter of time
its eyes are hollow
its bones are bare
the organs inside have melted away
years of hell
years of waiting
I'm done with this
one person can only take so much
I can't say that I warned you
but I once heard,
"it's always the quiet ones"

I've been ripped from my home
seven times
I've been ripped from my friends
seven times
I've had to give up everything
seven times

and you expect my sanity to be intact?

I keep my anger
my fear
my annoyance
my HATRED for all that you do
bottled up inside

it's no wonder I haven't snapped yet

be prepared

I won't be hesitant

I'm comming for you first

nothing is worse

then a continued life like this.