POETRY

MOURING MONSTER

MOURING MONSTER

He asked really quietly

»Do you have any blood on your hands?«

And as she looked away

She thought of all the nights she couldn't stand.

All the nights filled with screams

That no one heard

All the nights filled with scars

That everyone ignored.

The hate on her body

Took its tool on her mind

It caused her hands to drop

From the fight for her life.

She remembered killing

The innocence she used to have.

Looking up, into his eyes

She realized he knew her lie.

So instead of putting her mask back on

where she thought it truly belonged,

she opened up her heart

hoping the pain won't last.

»Yeah, I have killed the human in me,«

She whispered, lowering her head,

Wishing she could go back to her younger self

And save her from the monster

She would slowly became.

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