The Monster
There is a monster hindering
my every desire
A monster that restrains me
By placing chains upon my hands
and doubt in my heart
A horrid creature is he
Flled with anger and of pain
Wanting only to destroy my hopes
Pointing out every mistake I make
There is no escaping this monster
For I see him everywhere I go
He is the worst monster of all
Hiding where only I can see
Laughing at every step I take
Destroy him I wish I could
The monster I hate
is me
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2007
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