You try to calm me down
But it's to late
My eyes are flooded
With salt and water
Your words have stung
Deeper then before
I never knew words could lash so deep
You've decide to diminish me
And that you have succeeded
I'm so scared and empty
I feel petite under you hand
I feel your rage
I feel your anger
Your hate
Your bitter attuide
I don't understand
What I have done
But I know that today I can't escape
And I don't know when I will
But I know
You are bigger
And stronger
But I know your weakness
It's fear
If I don't fear
I don't feed you
I take it back
I take my fear
I am strong
You just don't see it
That's because
Your blinded by your own fear
Fear someone might see you truly
How hateful and rotten you are
Your nothing but a moldy body
Only living because your not dead
Your alive but rotting
Only for a slow while
While you hold your power
I'll gain mine
Soon I'll be stronger
Soon I'll be enough
YOU ARE READING
Poetry about a monster
PoesíaFrom you to me, the monster you seek is all inside the bottle you drink, please set me free from your awful reach. This is a series of different parts of poetry I right enjoy. I mean as much as you can please leave comments or feed back!
