- Love Letters to My Monsters - [Vent Book]

You haunt me,
In ways I cannot even persist to see.
Dedicated to you,
So determined to cloak me in your preferred hue.
I drown in the dreary overlay,
Doomed to die until the next day.
Perfect poetry to each and every ounce of my love,
Tied and twisted into dotted ink dripped into shaky stars and a black dove,
No matter the sting it may leave in my poisoned veins.
No matter the problematic pleas I usually write of or the comfort it feigns.
For now I write of the love I felt that made me bleed.
For now I write what I need.

-CONTENT WARNING FOR DARK THEMES, GRAPHIC IMAGRY, AND HEAVY THEMES OF ABUSE-