A Monster In Men’s Clothing

In the dark, I go crazy inside

I’m checking corners,I’m looking underneath my bed

Searching for the monster that made me this way

I fear for my life, I fear for my sanity

The big bad monster comes to me, and  he says “Don’t be afraid little girl. I wont hurt you”

He extends his arms lovingly to hold me and instead he drops me in a grave 6 feet down

I’m throwing up dirt, I hate myself for trusting him

Choking on worms, I hate myself for loving him

Because he’s a monster and now I cant trust anyone

He’s a monster and because of him I cant love anyone

About write2sleep

If you are looking for a well structured blog with correct punctuation and sentence formation, you have come to the wrong blog. My writing style reflects my mind- COMPLETE CHAOS. For the ones who are restless..if you can't fall right to sleep ;Write2sleep.

Posted on September 26, 2012, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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