The Monster I am

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

I have gone through a new phase of myself this year. Here's a poem about that


What have I become?
The sight of my anger curses who see it.
What could be controlled, now is loose.
The damages were always heavy,
But this... is madness.
Pure hatred and blood is soaked,
Within my figure. 
My smiles vanished when it was free.
My shadow has a new slender.
Those who fear will be rewarded,
With the endless spree of nightmares.
Why has my behavior changed,
 Since the dawn of this lie of a better year?
Am I one who was targeted as a puppet?
Life... teases me... too much,
My tears simply shine the opposite.
But, I can only accept the fact,
That demons filled my inner core.
The Implosion of regret swallows me.
When Diablo strike during the intercourse,
The Monster I am is awaken.

Submitted: May 09, 2013

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Very interesting...


Thu, May 9th, 2013 1:37am


Interesting and....intriguing.

Thu, May 9th, 2013 2:05am

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