my monsters.

anxiety is just a little thing

that can fit into every crack of me

depression just floats endless in the air

a cold, and aggressive thing

insomnia is loud and playful

and doesn’t seem bad at first

perfection is all gold and bright

with decay at its center

~ four against one is not fair, but monsters never play by the rules anyway

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