There's a monster in my way
It's been there for days
Waiting, waiting, waiting
I try to remember when it wasn't there Invading my space leaving nothing to spare
Waiting, waiting, waiting
I spend days racking my brain Trying to figure out what it would gain
Waiting, waiting, waiting
I know my fate has long been sealed It's hunger I feel it all too real
It only takes a second
The pain does not leave quick
It lingers and steeps
Leaving me hungry tired and weak
The monster's not gone
In fact it's grown stronger
A contract of sorts has been done
I'm waiting
Formatting this was a nightmare
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Memories of a Monster
PoetryStories have told about the monster in the night. The monster that must stay far away from light. But how does it feel to always have to hide To be forced to take on this terrible fight How does it feel to be stripped of the right? The right to liv...
