I cannot describe this feeling
Something deep within is stirring
How can you just sit there grinning
At the monster I've become?
I cannot lose direction
Even when I feel rejection
That is the curse that comes with
This dear monster I've become.
And if you stay too long
Then things just might go wrong
I may let you see the anger
Of the monster I've become.
And who would love a monster
Even if it cruelly haunts her
You may a!ways see her suffer
With this monster I've become.
Some may see a beauty
And some may see a beast
But if I look I truly
See the monster I've become.
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Poems of Death
Poetry***TRIGGER WARNING*** Feel close to death? Maybe you're not quite as close as you think. These are poems I wrote for me and people I love; some were gifts and others are just my thoughts. These are my own words and images. Although this is for mysel...
