The Monster

Nightmares,
They come all to often at night
This constant pressure, this never ending struggle called life
Sometimes it gets so painful to just walk down the street
Seing people point shamelessly.. whispering things
Its hard to be unwelcomed anywhere you go
Feeling unwanted, feeling like a stranger even at home
Always sleeping by yourself in a bed made for two
"Im away on business" he said again, a line so overused

For all this,
Nobody seems to have an answer of bother to care anyways
But then again..... should they?
The mistakes made without knowing.......
....or forgeting to care about,
They all surfaced when things came back around..
Those who loved you, well your selfish fits pushed them away
They got tired and left.. they cant really be blamed
Its hard to face it, isn't it?.. Its hard to face the truth
They were never really the problem, the problem was you
now..Regreting it all, you'd apologise and make amends
But nobody will listen.. it too late

Early morning, this reflected image in the mirror is so hard to recognise..
...Blinded by pain.. and everything crumbeling inside

The sorrow of knowing you have lost on your own therms makes you turn your face away;
A tear slowly touches the floor as you hate the monster you becamed