When we grow up we always grow up afraid of something, the boegyman under your bed or the shadows in the dark. We overcome this with time and a change in perception, we conquer our fears. However there is a monster we may never overcome who will catch us in its deathly grip and eat us from the inside. We try to escape but it always catches us in the end, we even put chemicals in our body to make us forget that its there pretending where just out to have a good time when in reality, where there to forget. One wrong move, one mistake and its there waiting to bring our lives into a spiral. Some say they don't care put on a brave face and say to hell with it, but they just accept there fate that the monster has won and there life is meaningless. You can see it overwhelm the living the look of hopeless despair in there face from the poor to the weak to the old. We work so hard sometimes to no end, we resort to anger that we are not given enough for what we give, but really where just scared that the monster will catch us and we will enter the unknown. Its wrath is not subjective nor is it preventable, it is undeniable, it has no reason it is what it is and its there. It goes down in a chain scaring the rich to the poor, the poor to the damned. By nature it slays both man and child all hope to escape it but none shall seek the sweet release, It is but a silent shadow of malice waiting to creep up from the depths or in braod daylight, either way it can't be stopped. What is this monster you ask? That I can not answer for I only know my own. Its the air I breathe, the ground I walk on and the wrong turn of every decision I make. When it comes for me I will not be ready for how can I prepare for the unexpected, the unknown? I can only make the most of what I have while I have it, I prey to god you do the same. Thankyou for reading.