The Monster

The monster came for her yesterday
It pierced through her bones...settled to stay.
Grimy fingers drilling through her skull
He's draining the life from her body and soul.
Each step, pierces like a nail.
Oh, God, she hates feeling so frail.
Does anyone believe her? So much doubt.
When she looks in the mirror, her haggard eyes want to shout.
Just give up, you can't fight anymore.
God has closed all the windows and slammed the door.
Can she fight through the pain and rip though the fear?
Can she shut out the voices that scream through the mirror?
She's been through so much
She just wants to shake off the clutch
Of the raging monster inside
...When will the pain subside?
This fight is not over
She won't be shut down.
Just silence this monster so he no longer makes a sound