I'm a bit dazed but I want to write.

Monsters.
They're inside us
thrives on our fears and lives in our actions
I believe that these monsters manifests inside of us so we can acknowledge them
sometimes they hide
hide in our dark corners
it lurks and waits for the perfect moment to come out
but what happens when they come out
How do we channel such hate?
Why do we hate?
Why do we lie?
believe in false idols?
I wonder why the world is hidden from love, peace, and passion
Instead we fuel this emptiness
we sing and praise it
the lost
cold
emotions

I just feel life is not a moment but an eternity