right on the edge of my head

that i am stuck inside

a cloudy haze of swirling red

emotions taking flight

i cannot open myself up

i cannot let them in

it’s better to stay tightly shut

or else they’ll surely win

they’re monsters, nothing else

because they never go away

i’m convinced they came from hell

because they want to stay

with me, inside my brain

where it’s dark and freezing cold

they tend to induce certain pain

with memories, new and old

i had the door shut tightly

i don’t know how they got in

but now they visit nightly and

i’m crawling in my skin

please leave, i whisper, i beg

a last pathetic plea

an effort to get back what was once my head

from the monsters living inside of me.