A/N This is my first poem I ever wrote, I hope you like it
He is the monster who is seen in the mirror as he looks away in regret and shame, chipping away at who he once was before his innocence was stripped away from him for now he is the monster who is seen in the mirror, for he fears himself.
For how he wish he could go back to his loving home which was full of happiness. Oh, how he swoons if only he could go back to visit his mother before his fallen father and before the man who came. But now not even a wish will grant his freedom to go beyond the bars to visit his mother's grave.
Time perishes and so does the bars .For now he looks onward across the street at the house that once was his, that was filled with hope and happiness until the other man came in who was full of range and anger who was bestowed on anyone who walked near. Who taught the young man his selfish ways and who mistreated his mother.
But, now a new family full of happiness lives there without the anger and grief of their fallen father and without the man that troubled us all. Even for the ones who stand across the road does not wish the fall of a family who was once so full of joy and happiness.
For he now is the monster seen in the mirror.
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Under The Bark
PoetryHere is a few poems that I have written.Some of them are decent some of them are not so much
