There's a monster in me.
But I bet you can't see him.
He's not always there, but he lingers and lurks around me all the time.
He travels to my mind faster than the speed of light
and hits me so hard, I can hardly breathe.
I can feel him here tonight
as my eyes start to burn and my words start to shake.
I can feel the lump in my throat as he spills out into these words.
I can feel the ache in my heart
and the cracks in my skin longing to reopen.
Let him out, let it out.
There’s a monster in me.
But I bet you can’t taste him.
He’s tall and timid.
Like a malnourished animal.
He’s like a shadow that creeps over me.
His
Panda.
Little Creature.
Poor Baby Panda Cried.
Taken Away From Mommy Dear.
Goodbye.
Panda.
Wish Life Away.
Ask For Something Better.
Cry For Mommy To Come Back Now.
Loathe Them.
Panda.
All Grown Up Now.
Still Something Missing.
Carry On Wishing For Mommy.
Go Mad.
Panda.
Death Is Nearby.
They Come With Sharp Needles.
Ask Mommy Why You've Gone Crazy.
Goodbye.
There's a monster in me.
But I bet you can't see him.
He's not always there, but he lingers and lurks around me all the time.
He travels to my mind faster than the speed of light
and hits me so hard, I can hardly breathe.
I can feel him here tonight
as my eyes start to burn and my words start to shake.
I can feel the lump in my throat as he spills out into these words.
I can feel the ache in my heart
and the cracks in my skin longing to reopen.
Let him out, let it out.
There’s a monster in me.
But I bet you can’t taste him.
He’s tall and timid.
Like a malnourished animal.
He’s like a shadow that creeps over me.
His
Panda.
Little Creature.
Poor Baby Panda Cried.
Taken Away From Mommy Dear.
Goodbye.
Panda.
Wish Life Away.
Ask For Something Better.
Cry For Mommy To Come Back Now.
Loathe Them.
Panda.
All Grown Up Now.
Still Something Missing.
Carry On Wishing For Mommy.
Go Mad.
Panda.
Death Is Nearby.
They Come With Sharp Needles.
Ask Mommy Why You've Gone Crazy.
Goodbye.
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Duuude!
The last time i wrote in here was like a year ago when i was in Japan!
Did you know that you can't register for deviantart if you live in south Africa?
Dick much?
i was thinking about writing again but nobody looks at my poetry so maybe not?
Dunno.
kthanksbye
peace.
=D
GOD my stuff sucks on here...ive got like 0 pageviews....ive been contemplating deleting my profile.
nobody likes my stuff...sigh. =(
i couldnt even remember how to write in my journal =O
i never do but meh.
i miss lyndsay.
bye.
xox
lol so ive finally, sorta, figured out how to work deviant...but my art compared to others is so bad like "OMG i suck!" bad lol...
but im trying what can i say? and most of the stuff on here is amazing...i should really get some of my friend's art work on here im sure she will love that since she cant get deviantart :)
it will promote my profile too hopefully lol...gosh my profile sucks too...i need help on deviant i wont lie...anyway chat later ><
xox