Monday, August 8

The Boogieman

He is always watching

Waiting

Wanting to come out

Wanting to suffocate

You 

They don’t see him

Stirring 

The pot of pain

That brews inside

Me 

Hiding him away from

Them

He isn’t welcome

In the eyes of

Others

I love him yet hate 

Him

I want him but

Want him to go

Away

He is me and I am him

Together

Not by choice

But by birth

Unfortunately.

Image: Photo by Josue Michel on Unsplash