The Monstress Girl

Given no choice I'm told I'm hers
I shutter at her intentions
screaming from my eyes in anger toward you
She imagines together we will float as angels
but the unquenchable will never grow wings
Her own addictions will force her true face to be reviled
The skin that has protected her proper face will begun to peel
Exposing her skull as sad little girl who craves attention
A true monster, a master at exploitation and manipulation. 
A wicked wretch constantly smothering me
with a foolish obsession with love.
First thing that comes to mind, a cure.
I detach her jaw, its finally my turn to speak
Sow her eyes shut, that look is nauseating
Slightly worse the drinking the water when lost at sea.
"I could never love something like you, forget my name, walk away"
I sing as loud as I can scream so that coast to coast it will ring.


 

Reviews

[Linda]

Wow! This is very good! I feel really for this girl right here :/
But there are people like this girl and I'm glad you wrote about it although, of course, I don't know why you really wrote this but nevertheless, it's very beautiful and deep!
Keep it up :D

[glasswindow]

I gave it a thought, I would have to say I wrote it to show me as the villain. The same person this poem is about shows up in a poem of mine in which shes the bad person. Over all, i guess I though people might find it entertaining.

[Linda]

Well, you thought right because it is very entertaining! I like the idea of the whole villain thing! I usually don't read poems where the speaker is the villain but that's cool :)

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

I like the way you write...using figures of speech. You're a great writer.

[glasswindow]

Thank you so much, that means a lot to me. :)