They told me my demons are all in my head.
But that's a lie,
It's a damn lie.
They talk to me in forms of liars,
Dance with me in the figures of lovers.
Cradle me in a web of broken hearts,
They hurt me in the marks of betrayal.
They tell me my monsters are imaginary.
But that's a lie,
That's a mother fucking lie.
Monsters don't hide under my bed,
They sleep with me instead.
Choke holding me until the day I am dead.
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