to my old judging demons to the monster under the bed to the skeletons in the closet to the shadows that float over me to the clowns I see at night to the evil animal that walks behind me to the voices in my head to the horror lullabies to the nightmares that come with them to the biggest man in the world for bringing me all of them I hate people who draw their strength from others' weaknesses and i hate this disease that kills me everyday I hate people that do things only for themselves ...but most of all, I hate mys