The Monsters in My Mind Each night I lay with burning eyes, waiting for the creatures of the dark to crawl from their hiding places in the corners of my mind and destroy every grasp I have on reality and sanity until I'm begging them for a dreamless death, clawing at my face with cherry nails and tearing my body with desperation and hatred for the roller coasters and battlefields I call my thoughts.
Annelotte G
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