Monster Me

Anxiety runs through me

Like a current

Through a battery

With all the burn

Of the acid within

It scathes my skin

And as lights do dim

Rest is a sin,

An unfathomable Taboo

A permanent Tattoo

Of mistakes

They take flight

At the horrible sight

of MONSTER ME!

Retribution is the key

Without it, I'll be

(Still be)

Monster Me

For an eternity.

There's a light in my fridge

That is fickle

And it mocks me

And tickles

My vision

With sickles

Of bleak blackness,
Black bleakness

Obscuring the subsistence

Of that Ivory vault

I just want my egg salad sandwich

I just want you to know,

That it isn't my fault.

It giggles at me,

As I search the lawn

For outlaw Gnomes

And fugitive Fauns

Who could love a face so flawed?

A soul so far gone.

But my soul is a sculpture

Of Mod-Podge plaster

Of paper maché

"It'll all be okay,"

Hums the night:

It will all be okay.