To Those Whom ARE Concerned
To the skeletons in my closet and the demons in my head,
I just need you to that I need to sleep when I go to bed
You come to me in the middle of the darkness of the night
So gradual you’re already upon me before I could put up a fight
My conscious becomes your dance hall, my fears your soundtrack
I hear all this soul draining noise and can’t help but fear attack
Your banging, screaming, and clawing for attention
Has become an absolute horror show, if I still have yet to mention
I furrow my eyebrows and try to block out your protests
But to do so I would have to get these chains off my chest
There was time in my life when you ruled my thoughts
But know your reign is ending, so stop casting your lots
Even your silence is deafening as I sit in waiting
You’ve kept me on my toes so long it’s become frustrating
Even in the bright light of day you still don’t sleep
Extorting me with my insecurities until I’ve become buried deep
I have death grip on your unraveling leashes
Just trying to cup together the fraying pieces
You need to stop your cruel chromatography
To me this isn’t just some twisted game, a senseless comedy
I’ve tried to keep you inside your cages were I put you
But if you don’t back off soon you’ll be turning black and blue
I’m not the same singled out target I was before
I have allies now who will help me wage a war
So go ahead and hiss as you shrink away from the light
I’m back in control know; this is my story to write
So pack your bags by the shining rays of tonight’s moon
Or retreat back to your once frozen cocoons
Yours truly, you creator
And soon to be destroyer