Stranger, i'm a stranger in my own mind.
Prisoner, i'm a prisoner in my own head.
Dead, i'm a dead soul living in this breathing body.
A monster is hovering in my whole being.
Slowly affecting my will of living.
Taking over me,
And now I don't know who I am anymore.
I am a stranger, I don't own myself anymore.
I am a prisoner, I am caged inside my thoughts.
I am dead, my existence doesn't matter anymore.
That's what this monster is doing in my head.
I need to find the key to open my cage.
Oh, wow, I found blade.
Finally, i can escape.
A poem about depression, I used the word monster as a metaphor for this awful thing.