There are words spoken of weapons.
Armor.
Forging steal.
And pathways.
A multitude of metaphors.
Depicting ignorance in force.
The odds continued to stack higher than my eyes could count.
As I used any and all tools at hand to resist the constant pressure.
Only with each randomly reckless swing.
Did the collateral damage become ever so apparent.
It was only when I let it all fall.
The mountain of mistakes.
And the pointless armor I foolishly wielded.
The very one I had constructed to fend of the darkness.
Blighted my existence.
Fused my already dim soul with its malice.
It's was only when her arms gently wrapped around my monsterous figure.
Did the hatred recide.
Tears of sorrow anointed me anew.
Trembling.
The will to stand and face my demons builds.
But it's her hand on the small my back that rejuvenates me fully.
Her presence which drives me
Surrounds.
And guides me.
I must be forever vigelent.
For the dark whispers beckon all the more.
A war of two worlds.
And so called single mind.
I accept the demon within.

Welcome to her house of many bones
Step into one of life's great unknowns
With broken dreams and shattered heart
In this carnival of freaks she is apart
For the price of a ticket you can see
All the horror, and agony there could ever be

All we ask is to put down your stones
On the left is a kingless throne
No love was ever ment to stay
I don't know why, it's just that way
On your left is the dreams that's died
Where want and reality did collide

In the next room you will find
All the demons that are in her mind
Young man, please step back
These demons will, and do attack
On her arm's you'll see the scars
Made with their talon like sharpened claws

Please don't dottle, let's hurry along
This sad little journey we don't want to prolong
Up next you'll find
Human monsters of every kind
They all wear a clever disguise
You won't even see them unless your wise

Of the shadow men take no heed
Off the sorrow they just feed
The closets doors all are open wide
Not one skeleton does she hide
Please don't be scared, please don't shout
The are free to dance about

Last but not lest I want to show
What happens when the anguish grows
Tormented by years of unbridled strife
In the coffin lies her pitiful life
It's not her body, for she is the walking dead
Heart in taters, screams echoing in her head
Eyes opened wide with years of dread

The light and happiness are always there mocking
You'll find her over there in the corner rocking
Yes she had to be restrained
In the straitjacket she will remain
It's for your safety, not hers
For the pain she endures
Is not for weak amateurs

Exit on the right
Single file, please don't fight
Enjoy the rest of the attractions
We guarantee a hundred percent satisfaction
Unless in this carnival of woeful souls you are captured
Then your only hope will be the rapture

Do not weep for those monsters
Who die in the dark;
Simply because you see them
In the light.

In a world where monsters have the good in them and humans have the evil, I don't know which side to take.

The demons in my head never seem to rest
All I do is feed them because it’s the only way I know how to keep breathing
They became me there is no doubt in my mind that I am them
And they are me

After everything, you throw your body into the fire and I put my teeth to your neck. A fire of your own creation
                                                        ­               (coming from your mouth);
teeth of my own creation
                                               (coming from my veins).

If time makes a monster of all of us, I hope it makes the two of us sirens – I am so tired of being a vampire. I am so tired of loving a dragon. I am ready to drag warships down to the bottom of the sea and I am ready to stop drowning.

You don’t bite back, baby.
                                                You never bite back.

I say I can burn in this desire and you say Oh, you will. Okay, I'm sorry I forgot to lock the doors but this fire motif is getting to me. Splash my face with water, throw me in the deep end, turn these flames to smoke. Turn that smoke to air, let me breathe it on in.

Let me do that for you.

If time makes a monster out of all of us, I hope it makes us immortal. I hope it makes us gods. I hope you never stop saying yes, never stop biting words off the tip of my tongue.

when we were very young—
i was a monster
and you were a monster
and together we picked flowers
and we didn’t know that monsters
weren’t allowed in the gardens

when we first became monsters
we celebrated with balloons
but now i wonder if the balloons
were begging to be let go of
and if maybe they found a better home
in the sky than in our hands

and after a while
once we’d gotten used to being monsters
we folded paper into birds and named each one
after all the reasons why we weren’t monsters
but then all the reasons why we were

Guided by the hidden monsters
Blinded, my forbidden love taunts her

Eyes are widening in the daylight
Death-defying what they say's not right

I don't know what you have planned for the day
But give me just one more kiss, if I may

Few can move me through this huge crowd
Woo me to be loosely brooding doubt

Through me, you see what it's all about
Who's this new me making you so proud?

Hold on to all you can reach for today
Better to love than lose what we have worked for, I'd say

Who do you think I am talking about?
You behoove me just to sing out loud

It's like being on the edge of having ten ideas at once
But my little pills make me dunce
It tries to chases the thoughts away
At lest it keeps them all at bay
It gives me rest from my whizzing mind
Sometimes I don't want to look, and find
The monsters that breed in my head
Some day's they don't need feed