~monster Under My Bed~
There's a monster under my bed
by Souren Mondal
It paints my world bloody red
It takes medicines to keep me from killing myself or
Angry, barren, confused, disjoined
screams of a woman who lied
A heart filled with black, black tar
That runs like tears from my eyes and paints it black
A frail liver damaged with alcohol
A soldier in a war...
A civilian turned into soldier in a war
I don't know who I am fighting
I don't know why
For whom? ?
All I know is that fight I must
Or those images of
Broken skulls in a sea of blood
under the half moon tinted blue
And she will be there too
In her dress with an Olé Luckoiè umbrealla
The third one...
Will find no respite...
There's that monster under my bed
It's a spirit ethereal
But big enough to cloud my world...
Hungry enough to eat me alive....
Will it take me for breakfast? ?
Or an evening snack...
I know I won't last until dinner...
I would be one of those skulls
I know it will chop me from head to toe
like a brave warrior who turned traitor...
What is this? ?
This monster in red? ?
does it have claws? ?
or just teeth? ?
Or maybe it has tentacles
each one capable of sucking up life from me...
A heavy heart,
and a broken soul...
This be the life..
No meanings anymore..
Only a fire that burns
yet makes everything go dark....