(I'm not sure if I'm going to settle with this title or not, give me some of your thoughts on it if you like :) )
I just wrote this tonight, it's based off of a person who was in my life that made me feel like I was a monster and everything I felt was wrong... i didn't know how controlling he was and what hold he had on me until I dinally let go... But I was lucky because I had a mother who was very supportive and made me realize I should never let any make me feel less than, no matter how much they say they love me... it isn't love.
So this poem is for any person who has felt this before, who has had someone who beat you down and make you feel worthless, I know how that feels and the joy of being freed of that, but not everyone gets free, so don't waste your life and let someone kill your spirit, don't let them destroy your life...
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I Scream...
The silent echoes bounce off stone walls of your heart
into your deaf ears the silent rhythms dance
pouring out of your hollow angry eyes that hate...
A gentle touch makes your heart grow hard
I’m the monster
A single kiss to make your tongue lash out like a dagger
I’m the monster
A tear from my eye, is met with your beating fist to my soul
I’m the monster
No matter what I do, I’m the mistake
No matter what I say, I’m the mistake
No matter when I try, I’m the mistake
Always it’s me
I have fear in my eyes and you feel the hurt
I am the monster
My tears flow like rain and you grow angry
I am the monster
I try to speak, but you slap my words away with laughter
I am the monster
No matter how I try, I am the mistake
No matter if I fall down and die, I am the mistake
No matter if your the one killing what’s left of me, I am the mistake
Always its me
I Scream...
The silent echoes bounce off stone walls of your heart
into your deaf ears the silent rhythms dance
pouring out of your hollow angry eyes that hate
Hate because of another
Hollow from your own pain
and as the ashes of my heart get swept away
you go to another... to start again
still to you, I was the monster
YOU ARE READING
The Pain of Love Collection
PoetryA collection of poetry I wrote during a rough time of when I thought I knew what Love was and found out how much it can hurt
