It's okay
I whisper,
trying to calm the screaming.
Nothing happened
I whisper,
desperately trying to settle the monster
They didn't mean anything
They just weren't thinking
So please
Please
Go back to sleep
But the monster's head is rearing
and lashing out
and people are screaming and shaking me,
someone hit my face,
someone is holding my wrists.
Why won't everyone just stop?
Shh
I whisper to the monster
everything's alright
but my voice is too quiet
and no one can hear me under the screaming
and the shouting
and the guilt.
I should have tried harder,
I thought as my eyes started to blur,
as my body starts to shake,
as my breathing starts to falter.
I should have tried harder.
I have to calm the monster,
that's all I ever have to do,
just calm the glaring eyes,
the pointed tongue,
the violent instincts.
Just say hush to the monster,
the monster that dwells in my mind,
just say hush
hush
hush
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