The Monster Inside

We are all mad inside, just some of us know how to hide it better than us. We are all capable of hurting others but some of us can resist the urges. We are all capable of murder, the few that commit murder havent restrained that monster well enough. Sleep sedates this monster, prevents it from harming others, but sometimes, no matter how tired you may be. You just can't sleep and that monster comes out to play, it makes you hurt people, it makes you hurt yourself. This monster you lock up with sleep and false sanity, it wants out. You can't deny it though, we are all monsters deep down inside, only some of us let it out to play. Inside, hides a monster we fear, the monster lurking nder your bed. Its really the real you, so is the one hiding in your closet, its just waiting for the right moment to force you to your knees and wriggle into your mind, taking over and forcing you to its bidding. You fear the monster under your bed and rightly so, its toying with your hatred and building it until you are weak and drained, then and only then, it strikes. It settles into your chest and makes you cold and unfeeling. We are all monsters. No one is safe.