My monster

In a world of black and white I was ocean blue.
So deep and heavy I didn’t know what to do.
Looked in the mirror and listened as it spoke true.
Saw that now familiar darkness make its debut.

I clung to every word that broken creature cried out.
Sometimes I didn’t even know what it was about.
Tried, but I couldn’t outrun all those angst-ridden shouts.
Day after day that monster filled my head with doubt.

Enough, I screamed at the reflecting shadowed face.
This is not your body, not your world, not your place.
The labyrinth of emotions now a mapped out maze.
Even the cold wet tears are now a warm embrace.

I chased that monster so very far away,
But once every while I let it out to play.
I watch as my enemies don’t know what to say,
For I have conquered the beast and use it to slay.