Monster

by Burningdaisy13   Dec 19, 2013


Monster.
With your hurtful stabbing words.
You in a form of a human being.
How you haunted my dreams.
How you destroy my Hope, that I might be somebody.
I just lay there.
No longer needed to the world.
Crumpled up in a little ball, and let my hot tears pour out of me.
Like warm rain falling onto snow.
Feeling as if I'm made out of it.
Reflecting my eyes, that shuts everybody out.
The gate to my soul is frozen shut.
Losing myself piece by piece.
Just freezing away.
You've tried to mold me into your perfect desire.
And I've tried to save myself from your dreams.
No bruises or broken bones, you wouldn't dip so low.
But yet you don't realize my inner bruising.
I'm losing my friends, every second I waste.
I'm losing my future, what I'll do with it.
And my joy, that I once had.
You seemed to had been the most perfect teddy bear, and the greatest superhero of all time.
My sparkling eyes looked up to you.
My teacher, and my own blood.
You were my first word, a little princess in a castle.
You always called me that.
The memories of past years burn and fade in my head.
Like an old black and white film.
But it all changed, you showed your true form.
Horrifying and grotesque.
I hope that as the years go by, I will make it.
When I turn 18, I will always remember how you made my life a living hell.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    Wow there is a lot of emotion you wrote about here. I am not even sure where to start. I do like how you startout here bbecause you talk about how the monster has hurt you and you reach out to the audience with your sorrow. That's the point I feel you let your feelings flow freely here. I also think this is based on your reality and that in it self makes for a better poem. I like the line "no longer needed in the world".

    That line tells me you are depressed for one but it goes deeper than that. I can see this as well you lying in bed maybe your room is the sanctuary from the house you live in. I think that is the way a lot of people feel. Their family is the monsters and everything else seems normal. Everyday I think you write you are letting the light slip away from you and depression in consuming ypu more and more. That is what I feel. And it makes since because a lot of people who get hurt feel that way.

    I like the little twist you leave us with. Not really a twist but you bring the "monster" to life. I think it's one of your family members though not sure which one. Overall this is a great poem as you build up the story and you make me want to keep reading. Great flow and story. Well done.