Out of sight lurks a monster so horrid.
Everyday it gets harder to rid.
There's nowhere to hide from it,
so here I remain; here I sit.
I let it eat me away piece by piece.
It grows bigger and bigger with steady increase.
In the shadows lurks a monster of me.
It's coming closer; no chance of flee.
It feeds on my emotions; it takes them away.
He collects them himself for use another day;
to use them as weapons and make his attack.
He'll turn myself against me and stab me in the back.
In my head lurks this son of a bitch.
His only goal is to keep me in a ditch.
I try to stand; I can't get on my feet.
This fowl opponent will be hard to beat.
I am kicked back down after a relentless attempt.
The monster goes unharmed; it doesn't even limp.
In my soul all hope is lost.
This monster has come at a great cost.
Giving up sounds like the best thing to do,
But only if that beast is going down too.
Yes, that would be an unwise decision,
So forever more continues this crusade.
