The monster, Has taken over.
Life was good before i met the monster
After,
life was great.
At least. For a little while.
You fly until you crash two days.
Two nights.
no sleep,
no food.
come down off the monster, YOU FALL REAL HARD.
The monster likes to talk.
He jumps into your head and opens your mouth
making it spout your deepest darkest deceptions. Making you say all the things you'd rather not say, at least not in mixed company
Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn’t look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?
The monster, will soon take complete control over me, my body, my life.
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