The monsters with no eyes.

There's one inside us all.

It takes the shape of it's host.

Pale skin and black hair.

Terrifying creatures.

They are unescapable.

The cage you

Trap you.

When they take over

You can't control yourself.

They may cause you

to injure loved ones.

Blood thirsty animals.

They have no soul.

They are pure evil.

It's a nightmare.

All you ever want

Is to be woken up.

They may murder you over

And over in your sleep.

But your not physically dead.

If you let them consume your mental self.

Then you turn into a puppet

for their use.

Try not to fall.

The words that can be offered.

The monsters will find you.

So never try to run.

Each time they appeared to fade away.

But they're always there.

Watching you.

Waiting for you to mess up.

So that they will become

The true you.

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