The Monster

Due to the amount of american readers, this one will be in english.

I've changed. I've definitely changed. The monster that inhabited me has gone away, fell asleep. There are no more rolling heads, no more squirting blood, death and destruction, assaulting my thoughts. Haunting my dream. The monster in me has gone away. I went from loving the grey, admiring the darkness, the blackness of life, to loving colors. All colors. Went from the loving the cold and rain, to anxiously waiting on the summer to come. And it came. The monster in me sleeps. Somewhere in the deepest place of my being, the monster that inhabited my life hibernates.

Don't take me wrong. I embrace my darkest side. I still enjoy my black moments. But now the clarity of my thought, the light in my brain, is more powerful than all of moonless nights together.

I've changed. I've defenitely changed. Maybe I can awake it when I need it, but right now, the monster in me sleeps a profoun d sleep.