A Monster Of The Worst Variety

Time has passed so fast and so much since you

hurt me.

Ive often sat up at night trying to figure out the whys. 

Ive used up countless hours of my life crying...crying and tearing myself up to use the shreds to cover up the scars you left on my soul.

Its always perplexed me as to how you acquire the peace of mind to sleep soundly at night.

What kind of dreams do monsters have exactly?

How do your past indiscretions not haunt you every waking momemt of every day like it does me?

Its not fair that i get to walk around with the shame,the guilt,and the hate.

 You are a monster of the worst variety. 

Not the kind you see in a movie.

Not the kind you see in your dreams.

You are the kind that wears a friendly face.

You wear a human disguise to cover up the toxic stench of filth that you are.

You preyed on weakness and innocence.

Your dispicable, disgusting defect has left long lasting venom that has infected my heart .

Without being physicaly present you pushed me to the edges of sanity and mortality. are a monster of the worst variety..


  • JaydeVictoria

    Very powerful write. The ending was superbly done, saved to read again x

  • orchidee

    Doh, I know! People say I push them to the edge of sanity. But I was only singing to them. Then they said the same words as the title/last line of your poem to me - monstrous singing. heehee.

  • EliDagger

    You reached into my mind with this piece, I can to relate to it so much. Amazing way of putting emotions into words!

  • Amherrera1190

    Thank you all! I just think so many can relate to this but feel alone. So i just wanted to let others know it happens more than they think.

To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.