Zen.

There's a monster in my skin, and he tells me I shouldn't care. But I do.
I'm stuck inside this horrid room again, there's nothing but the drapes on the walls.
I'm trapped within, and I've forgotten how to be scared. It's been too long, I tell you.
I count the moments, they only add up to ten, before I scream and my little cage falls.

I'm in the depths once more, I shouldn't worry it always tells me. How can I not?
I'm alone with nothing but the blue that tells me there's no oxygen in here.
Tally marks on the walls, telling me it's keeping score. My heart's been shot.
Why did I ever think I was alone? It's here, it's watching me. It's in the air.

I know I should be crying, but it's so dang hard. He is whispering in my ear.
I can't stand up to him, he has his hold on me. I'm drowning in his sweet words again.
He tells me I should be flying, by now. He has me by the heart shard. I don't want him here.
The light is dim, I can no longer see. I'm dying as he tells me I should. I've reached a point of zen.