haleyalexis

The Monsters

The Monsters live inside my head

They tell me I should be dead

This may be my deathbed

The times for sleep have fled

I cut myself from the dread

All my memories that I shred

I wait for all of the bloodshed

They wait for me to drop dead 

My family's already half dead

Next thing I know is Im all red

Now I say bye bye to all my meds

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