The Monster

There is a monster I tell you now
He keeps on scaring me somehow
I hid behind the blanket in my room
Just waiting for my very own doom

I asked for help but no one can hear
All they say its just my fear
But i know what i sense and feel
Something who craves and wants to kill

I took a knife and taunted it out
Even though i was consumed by doubt
It swings its claws slicing me bleed
Succumbed by rage and blood of greed

No one heard my helping cry
Does no one care if i die?
I’m on my own i always am
Left to die, I’ll be damned

The helpless cry of my lullaby
As the monster in front he lie
With a knife on my hands I shiver
For i will survive not in this endeavor

But when I looked into its eyes
I saw the pain and all the cries
I felt myself in lonesome breed
The life of none a helpless seed

There is a monster i tell you now
I am not scared somehow
Because the monster that I see
Is all but a reflection of me.