Monster

Sat, 08/02/2014 - 00:00 -- loki22

Monster in my closet when I was a kid creeping back in my head now that I am older. Monster in the closet when I was a kid was that fear of the unknown, the fear of getting older. Monster in my closet is the same damn monster I got in my head now that I am older and stronger. This monster is made up of the dreams that came and went because I was born into a world were money was the only way up and poverty is the only equalizer of men. No dreams for me today no dreams for me tomorrow I am drowning in a mountain of bill, worry sorrow, and self pity. Monsters always stay the same even though we think they change their form but the monster that plagued me in my parents fights and getting picked on in school is the same monster that plagues me now. 

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