The monsters

You wonder why they never come out
The shadows you see
Why they won't just stab you till you die

The anger fills your brain
Overflowing into your heart
Into your eyes

You wish they would show themselves
And end your miserable life

You hope the man with the axe
Hiding under your bed
Would just come out
And sink his blade into your back

You long to hear him laugh
As he watches you die

But only when you have found happiness
He comes looking to kill

Then, when your smile leaves
He sits and watches you in your misery
But he won't stab you in your aching heart

Won't relieve you of yourself