It Feeds

Turns out the joke's on me yet again...
Monsters don't really disappear when the light comes on.  
And they don't hide when you shine the light on them either.
 
No. Instead they rise up, and grow to fill the space that was created by spotlighting it and become ready-
 
 
 
   Ready to be the star of a show that you helped to curate.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I thought for certainty that talking to you about my suicide would somehow alleviate it in some way...  
           
                 but it didn't...
 
I actually feel more like I'm recessing further since we spoke about this
 
Like I just let the demons out to run a muck instead of putting them down  to rest.
 
So instead of hurting me when I'm alone it happens any time now.  
When ever it likes
 
                   It  feeds
 
 
 
and I feel it eating me...  
                                              
      and I want it to.
 
 
 
 
 
Written and published by Nameless_Traveler   -- Andrew Frans Robert Kerklaan