Forever patient
In and out
Like the breathe of the ocean
On a winters day
Creating an artistic scene
Though perhaps one from a horror

Perhaps like the scenic sunset
Lurking behind the cloud
Stealthily hiding itself
From gaze of passers by
Lost in the endless cycle of
Day and Night
Life and Death
Enduringly present

Tormented eternally by the inner monsters
Never rid of the voices
Perhaps, one can never truly be afraid of the external entities
Perpetually cognizant of the inescapable company within
And yet...

And yet never in control
Unquestionably
Bit by bit taking over
Never surpassable
Never suppressible
Never surmountable
Constantly, patiently
Eternally Yours