Monster

can't hold it any longer yet
can't let it show for
it will tarnish my image.
what images, really?
.
.

this monster inside me is
getting tougher for I
getting weaker.
it loves me when I'm weak.
this monster... loves me.
maybe it's a good thing to know
that someone or something loves me.
or it's a bad thing to know...
even a monster can love.