terrorizing my thoughts, feelings and emotions are

[mini monsters]

they disguise themselves as my problems,

worries, stresses and cares

one day they're my mother...
  my brother
  my colleague
  my friend


the next they're my heart...
  how it is feeling
  who I am thinking of
  who is in possession of it


one day they are questions...
  what am I doing with my life?
  what do I really know?
  am I doing the right things?


other days they are discouragement...
  loneliness
  stress
  grief


some rare evenings I am free of them
they seem to scatter like mites in lantern light
rare evenings where I can
  dance
  or laugh
  or sing


my mini monsters are like
the sole of a sneaker
built tough
to withstand any attempt at
   wearing
       them
          down


sometimes they're confusion
  delay
  distraction
  or despair


sometimes they are light...
 i won't notice they are there
sometimes they are heavy...
 almost more than I can bare


They catch me off guard
 they puzzle my puzzler
they twinge and they squirm
 when i try to ignore
they splutter and spout
 when I think about stuffing them out


they fight and they whine
 when i decide to admit
 something is making me happy


they bite and they snarl
 at a fleeting thought of love
  truth
  compassion
  clarity


they crawl all around
 they slither and hiss
they mock and they pester
 never seeming to quit


Sometimes they fight each other
 and those moments when they do
they're distracted just long enough
 for me to be happy here with you