Silent Monsters

Creeping while I’m sleeping
Sneaking in the shadows
It traps my vibe and my thoughts become very misleading

Scheming to destroy my vibe
Almost succeeding…
I’m bleeding, hardly breathing, I wake up and start healing

It whispers in my ear, its words are a little intriguing
Hypnotized I follow, the negative vibe is leading
Weeping, I close my eyes and my breathing I deepen

I fight back and I start succeeding
Proceeding, competing, I’m searching for a valid meaning
Overreacting, hardly speaking, it slowly dies when I start believing

by glorycastillo.v

My name is Glory Castillo. I have been writing poetry since a very young age. Being an only child, I needed to find a way to process pain alone. I believe poetry is a form of art, expression and therapy. It helps me cope and it also makes me happy when other people can relate to it. Being in the health care field, gives me a better understanding of how important it is to let your mind relax and your thoughts flow. Poetry is my therapy.


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