Monster

Bottles. Pills.

Knives that kill.

Kissing shadows

For the thrill!

I keep the monster

Under my bed

And with my demons

Keep him fed.

Giving him pieces

Of me every night

‘Cuz I like the pain

And I crave his bite.

© J.G.

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