truns out it is some kind of poetry. so i read read read tell people about it. have fun reading it. bye....
Monster what did you do to me?
'"What you did you did to me?"
its the monster,
not that monster,
its not the one your thinking about,
i dont cwral under,
your bed at night.
i sleep in your bed,
at night.
im the you think about.
i that your soul.
i drink your soul,
i feed it too,
my little minous.
"why did you do that?"
because im weak,
i need
you...
too...
sniff...
me...
im your monster
that you keep in your closets.
you keep me locked up.
till you i call you,
over.
when i call you over
i take your soul.
then you find yourself... ....
in ......
one ........
big .......
mess......
i called you over.
you sniffed.
i drank.
you sniffed more
i drank more
you laughed
i drank
you yelled
i drank
you said my name,
i gave you whave you needed.
so why go looking for something thats not there.
boo!!
"monster"
yes child
sniff more
so i could.....
drink more
im thristy....
"i got no more"
then i shall drink what ever is felt of you.
the monster
the monster
it will.....
eat you
drink you
beat you
teast you
it will....
spit you out and do again,
and again
and again
and again
anda again
and again
till you learn....
not to go..
after the.
that gives you
joy.
comment i hope you liked it i was in english class when i wrote this one.
