The Monster Who Fed me Sweets and Hate

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As I stare up at this monster above me

I scream

A despicable being

Is trying to hug me

A person who screamed and roared in my face

In an act accentuating hate

The voice was grim and raspy

And its tone was demanding and fearful

It rose over me for disagreeing

For protecting my innocence

For  validating my very existence

And now it says I love you

It spews disgustingly sweet words in my ears

Like cakes and pudding being shoved in my face

I cry and cry and cry

Pleading and dreading the night

But the hush me until I ache

With sweet sweet pain

And then in the morning

It happened again

And again

And again

And it will happen

forever

until

my future

18th birthday.



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