The monster. 

It is hungry. 

It needs to get out. 

It needs to get away. 

It claws at the bars. 

Knaws on its cage. 

It needs to be free. 

The monster scratches 

And bites 

And shreds its prison 

Until there is nothing left. 

The monster is free. 

He runs away, 

Far away. 

Taking my heart 

And all my emotions

With him. 

For the monster 

Is within me. 


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