Monster in my Closet

Theres a monster in my closet 
But who'd have known 
Since,
No one knows that he wears clothes as I do
He conspires in silence. 

Is he conscious of it? 
Of course 
he owns those choices. 
Like black air forces 
They're common 
And apart of him.
He loaths only those that will oppose him. 
Or seem to notice there's no stock in that cash crop.
That's a lost cause.

Does he hide behind desires
Like a lion in the pride. 
Awaiting the chance to prey on the mild, or the weak.

 
A fire in eyes he spy's high but goes low. Till it's six feet deep. No ounce of medicine can reliquish this feeling of sickness his intentions malicious; and hidden
And I....
I hate him so

With every ounce of me I hate you to the fuckin core.
And if I could I would....
I would end; yes I'd kill this nemesis
No ounce of resistance or restraint 
Could suppress 
This rage I've contained 
Though night and both day. 
I'm ashamed 
To say 
I've allowed so much hold on
 my soul 
Cause only God knows 
What I've gone through

How you’ve haunted my outhouse  
Like ju-on still my grudge it lingers 
He preys on and upon
explunges that wholesomeness
That once was
Until not a bit of innocence exist within.

The fragments of sin lives here.
And again I could kill 
Wipe the earth clean 
A state of reprieve 
Now confronts me.
I've accepted my fate
Dinned in at Satans couryard
Harvested the crucible for lucifer.
Some might think Ive sold my soul
For vengeance
I wish I did but didn't

Cause... 

Atlas this empty 
Feeling rips at me inside out 
I have doubts constantly 
Like is it worth it;
Well is it?
Certainly:
I mean revenge is the sweetest victory isn't it
No scratch that
I’m trippin 
Over linen sheets 
Floorboards unattended 
It’s like the nail sticks in you know 
Pricks me 
Simply forced to relive 
See, hear, sense this episode 
again 
and 
again 
And 
again.

But then, 
I’m compelled to remember I live here
And you have limited visitation
Fuck that 
Today you vacate
No shelter in place 
No write me that statement 
I promise I’ve stated  
Your time has been wasted 
Now get the fuck out…
No monsters in doors

Sincerely yours 
The landlord