Monster

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2006

The monster in my head

Has once again driven me

Into an unconscious insanity

Fading into a darkness that could have

Consumed me...

I'm sorry for...

Everything...

I'm sorry for...

Always holding back...

I'm sorry for...

The way I am...

And I'm sorry for...

Hurting myself...

I can't feel the pain

Am I... Still alive?

Why doesn't it hurt anymore?

I'm so confused...

Save me from what I am...

Becoming...

Please, I need your voice

To heal me

From this monster

I've become...

Please...

Save me...

I don't want to leave you...

I don't want to hurt you...

Please...

Wake me up...

I can't feel you anymore...

I can't see you anymore...

Am I still alive?

Why am I crying?

Why am I still here?

Why do the tears

Blind my eyes?

What is wrong with me?

How could I be so...

Unknowing?

How could I go against your own

Painful words

And disobey myself

To become

This monster...

Can you still save me

From myself?

Now I cannot see

The world in front of me

Everything is so...

...Black

Is this how it's supposed to be?

Is this what happens when I become...

This being?

How could I not see how

Cold I was being to you...

The light now fades

I can no longer hear

Your words

I can no longer see your face

As you scream in agony

I'm sorry for never being

There

For you...

Is this how humans work?

Am I supposed to be so...

...Numb?

How could this happen?

I never knew how to live

This life

Before you...

When I am next to you

I no longer want to die...

I need you

I can't live without

Your presence

Beside my rotting corpse...

So please

I'm trying to tell you

To save me

From this creature

That is devouring my heart

In cold, dark,

Limitless heartache

I cry

And weep your name

I can't see

You

Anymore...

So now, as I lay dying

I speak to you my final words...

I'm Sorry...

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At first, I felt like you were scribbling all your thoughts down as they came to you. But you were able to put it together so that it seemed poetic.
It's very sad, if you ask me. But well written.