I never had monsters under my bed
As a kid that was a delight
Until I realized I had ones in my head
That would start a lifelong fightI fear none of the monsters I'm able to see
Though, there is one exception
The scariest monster has always been me
I fear the soul in my own reflection
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my darkest hours | poems
PoetrySelf-written poetry that gives an insight on what goes through someone's head when they are at their lowest. ''I sit still in the prime of my darkest hours While my presence seems calm and serene The happiness of my personality overpowers And leav...