Don’t wake the monster
That sleeps in his mind
It broods in its fortress
Of a thousand whispered lies
With bared teeth, it snarls
Accusing with its claws
It thrashes in hysterics
Screaming at his flaws
The struggle is brutal
To put it back in its box
On the darkest days
The fight never stops
But every time he
Accepts the fight
The light in its eyes
Grows a little less bright
Don’t Wake the Monster


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