Monster

I can taste the blood

I can feel the pain

I can smell your fear

Your shaking under my touch
Your afraid

You see me as a monster
You see me as a beast

I can't calm you
I can't control it

I break the skin
and you see what I've become

 I don"t blame you for running away

I am a monster...

look at the animal I’ve become

anger and sadness have taken control

its too late....for me now

Always questions, but no answers...

Could I have a problem?

Could I be in denial?

I don't feel diseased
I don't feel depressed


Mood swings
Sleepless nights

Should I seek help
like you keep telling me

Will it make me look weak?
Have I already lost my mind?

Is it wrong to be this obsessive?
Is it wrong to be this adhesive?

Why do you think I can't control this on my own?
Haven't I made it this far?

I try so hard to be good enough...
to do the right things
but still is there something missing?

Can't I just stay this way?
Why do I have to change?

I don't feel like talking to this stranger
I don't want this medication

I thought I was alright
I thought I was okay

but now I don't know anymore

Can you clear this up for me?
And can you look at yourself critically when the mirror is pointed back at you?