Submissions by mitchelld

Under our beds, in our closets.
We used to think these are where the monsters hid.
Now we think back and say "oh what imbeciles we were."
But what if were right.
What if the monsters are right under our noses.
We try to hide our monsters.
But every once in a while they want to come and play.
we let them.
But they start to get greedy.
They come out more and more.
Until they won't go back.
Their new home, our heads.
To get them out is impossible without help.
But we don't want help.
We let them take over.
They take over our...

My hands are cuffed.
My mouth tied shut.
My sanity missing.
No, I'm not in a hospital or in trouble.
I'm in your mind.
I'm you.
I have been taken over.
Boycotted and substituted with various things.
Drugs.
Sex.
Alcohol.
Lies.
You don't remember me.
But I remember you.
The old you.
The good you.
The real you
    Sincerely yours
         - Past you