Me Poem by Eric Comeault

These walls i'd built for so long, so tall
crumbled beneath me and the mosters within
broke loose with a vengeance untold even in lore
and i welcomed them with open arms, for they are my own
Me

and as they eat my heart whole, i knew one grows
one darker, yet stronger then the last
one that doesnt just break with each hurt
it accepts that hurt, and makes it stronger
making it nearly invincible, unbreakable
me

on the outside i seem just as i was, broken
but i feel whole like i never have before
for i am the mosters that i tried to keep in
the ones i caged because i thought them too dangerous
but they were just the pieces i was scared to put back
i am now who i was always meant to be.
Me