An (Un)worthless Monster.

My rugged face has a split personality,
Divided among what's real and fake.
I can't articulate my laughter just right,
And I can't cry enough for momma's sake.

Smile. Don't smile. Which is correct? Cause-
Your memories are shaking through my bones,
And I cannot handle this undeniable mourning;
I miss you too much, and I'm feeling so alone.

Countless promises stacked upon each other,
Each one covering up each lie that you spoke.
I turn on each of these restless streets I'm on,
Only to find myself crowded in all of your smoke.

That little girl buried inside of me is screaming,
But daddy never hears the truth that comes through.
He keeps walking the world covered in disgust;
I can't fathom the emotions and reasons inside you.

Twisted secrets and twisted love -
Nothing about life feels real anymore.
You're that monster cursing me,
But daddy, you're still worth lying for.

February 22, 2008
(c) Stephanie Lynn.