The children fear,

The children cry,

The children are queer,

Because they lie.

There is no monster,

That hides in the dark,

There is simply the scream,

To which they remark.

There is merely mauling,

The turmoil in brain,

The monsters are calling,

Ourselves will we maim.

Surrounded by visions,

Of the dark and the light,

We give ourselves the incisions,

And scare ourselves in the night.

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A/N

So sorry for the hiatus! Things have been busy lately and i just didn't have enough time. I will try my best to keep my passion for writing though, and will probably update faster after the following week. :)