Poetry

How My Story Goes

I'm a monster

I tired to fight it when I was a kid

But deep down inside I liked it

The red I would see when I closed my eyes

Brought me chills late at night

I had people I loved though

So I fought it

I ran scared when the threat of me extended to those I loved

I ran from who I was

Then somewhere along the line I broke

The things I loved ripped away from me

Or shown as enemies

So I decided to be cold

To hide all I was

Bide my time

To then become the monster I truly was

But then I lost sight

Got caught in the act

I became so numb

I thought there was no turning back

Then little by little I dug myself out

But not without help

New people to love

With the new threat of loss

I regained past items of affections

And gained a few new

Although I don't feel quite as strongly

For I am still numb

Still broken

To protect them from harm

While I may be weak

My mind is strong

And filled with thoughts not to be shared

Thoughts that make the child in me scared

But I can't hide forever

From who I am

So one day I know

I will evolve into the monster I truly am

I only hope to be far away from those I love

So the threat of my actions does not reach them

After all I've always known

How my story goes