In the darkest parts of my being.
So many category of monster would surface.
The constant mistake and behavior of people allow them to break restraints and attack.
My mess up needs and wants help feed their selfishness and taint all the uncorrupted parts of me.
It's weird how they don't leave any bruises or mark but somehow they can hurt me.
I have found and forge so many weapons against them.
I have develope different tactic against those who bring them to life.
Let's just say it a on going battle.
It's obvious who's winning.
One vs infinity.
But it's OK.
All that they stole from me I'll somehow take back.
Lord knows when I will find other to join the psychological fight.
'til then I'll deal with this alone.

We all have something inside of us.
Some of us can feel it.
Others are truly uncertain.
But it's waiting to be explored.
Just anxious to come out at will.
Maybe it's dormant until the right moment
Take over and alternate your personality.
Compel to react without your command.
Slowly to possess or at your possession.
Not knowing if it's part of us.
Will you accept?
Or just their to help.
A chance you might reject.
They could probably trap inside us.
Better yet maybe replace us.

Are we powerful or weak?
We have the power to hurt other and they call that weak!
Those who are weak, they tell them they have power.
If we know and accept our limits are we powerful or are we weak?
Can being weak be something more?
Not knowing our full potential and keep trying until we get stronger.
Can being powerful be something less?
Understanding we can't go further and this is all we have to offer.
Are they one in the same?
Are they two different thing?
I think of myself as both.

Sometimes my life is a mess.
Some days I need a friend or two.
Alot of time I want to be held or have someone give me affection.
Other times I don't want to be bother by anyone but that doesn't last too long.
Some nights I don't want to live.
Almost everyday I don't want to see the sun.
Everyday I fake a smile and hope it look genuine.
Or as genuine my sad state allows me to be.

Share your time
Share your words
Share your animosity
Share all that hurts
Share your thoughts
The darkest parts
Share what make you cold
Share what make you hollow
Share what keeps you up at night
Share your demons
But keep your angels
Share everything that prevents you
And take what you need from me
To make you strong