Therapy with my Demons: The Monster! Finale

At the depths of the darkest halls,
Iron bars line the walls,
Inside a single chair and two tables sit,
The door opens but no fires were lit.

Monster:

Did you get lonely already?
What happened with your life being steady?
Did you finally realize that there is nothing there?
Did you realize that they will never care?

Did you finally awaken from your delusion of wanting to be loved?
Did your heart break again that you thought that we would give you a shove?
Hmph, Pathetic!
I can barely even stand it.

Me:

If I didn't have you in my ear every second of the day,
Perhaps it would be a life I feel that I can stay.
But oh no, you always have something to say!
Can't do this, gotta do that! Can't go in that direction, gotta go this way!

I've been sick of it!
I didn't want any of this!

Monster:

Oh? I see you chose to grab the gun instead of the knife this time,
It doesn't matter which you choose since it will all be fine.
When was the last time you looked in the mirror or even checked your face?
That mask of yours is breaking and you're lacking in grace.

You should fix it unless you aren't afraid to face what's behind it?

Me:

Don't say another word, or I'm shooting!
Your speech is like venom, with ever word my heart is poisoning.
If the mask comes off then it will be what it is,
But we will finally be ending this!

....

Gunshots echo throughout the halls,
the pinging sound of steel vibrates the walls.
Anxiety and Doubt rush to the inner chamber,
One face down and bleeding under the soft gentle glow of amber.

Don't just stand there and watch, put him in the back!
Someone bring me some smokes and make sure it's a fresh pack.

Anxiety:

Why should we be helping you after being evicted?
I won't lift a finger just as you wanted...

Words frozen, fear unknown,
A cold draft froze both to the bone.
The gaze that stared back in the abyss,
Was like Death's soulless kiss.

He chose this himself and could face the reality,
There was never any monster, it was only me!