Monsters Lurk
Monsters lurk within the depths of my soul,
while fueling my primitive urges.
And lacking substance, they are but shadows,
thus invisible; and invincible.
They dwell somewhere between sane and insane,
on the far fringes of reality.
And breaching my defenses, they break free,
causing turmoil and havoc in my life.
Fear's their accomplice: an effective shield,
ensuring their movements are well concealed.
And pushing where there's the least resistance,
they distort who I am and how I feel.
They work to taint my soul with hate and greed:
gnawing away at the concept of fair.
And connive, to twist the truth out of shape,
till whatever feels good: starts to feel right.
But when I detect them, they flee inside,
where they are temporarily restrained.
Since I can not free my inner demons,
I must insist that they stay locked away.
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