The Secret Behind the Unseen

The dark sounds at night. The way we can't ever seem to fight. My monster lurks behind every shadow and each frown and pain is how it shall grow.

Creeping down a long, narrow path
My monster prowls evolving into its wrath.
The darkness around is radiated off
Showing the rough side instead of the soft.
My monster doesn’t only hurt me
As it wounds everyone to a certain degree.
It knows the difference between death and life
And it takes every person and gives them a knife.
My monster shall send vibrations through your soul
That spreads until it creates the darkest hole.
Once the being is inside your heart
That’s when it begins the destroying part.

But my monster is what I don’t let out often
Because I know it will feed off the innocent.
So I hide away in my room at night
Crying and struggling with my never ending inner fight.
The monster that is inside me is the start of my pain
That makes me wonder if I’ll see the day again.
It makes me think of all the memories in the past
That often times left me injured in a nuclear blast.
The monster eats me away leaving my body just in skin and bones
That once was told that nothing could break me not even sticks and stones.
It lurks inside my mind and soul
Filling every part of me with its noxious mold.

But I continue to hide the monster away from the night
Because I know what it feels like to never escape its fright.
This monster should not be able to hurt others
So for the time being no one will see the remain of its true colors.

Author's Note

Feel free to rip the poem apart and leave criticism, I don't mind.