Monster

Monster

A Poem by CircusNerd

There's a story behind every tear

There's a wall behind every smile

There's a time to reach out

But now I want to cross this mile

 

Could it be that I was blinded

By a second sun I could not see?

To think I let myself be led

I'm quite through. Let me be.

 

I gave you a chance, you soiled me twice

Took advantage of the warmth I shared

But be fairly warned, I will not make

The same mistake. I will not care.

 

I'm sick of listening to this tale

Again and again all over

I deserve better than what could have provided

I know that now, I'll know forever

 

For every second I stopped and waited

I could have moved on days ahead

You stunted my progress, now bruised and faded

I wish that our time could just stay dead

 

I resisted your pleas and my wants

But I regret that not for now I see

The monster you've become has come far enough

Take what you want, but you won't have me.

© 2011 CircusNerd


Author's Note

CircusNerd
I'm just pissed from an argument this morning that I've been thinking about all day. The emotional release was helpful.

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My goodness...You hurt my feelings and you werent even talking to me.
This is violent...aggravated verbal assault. Even though I am in awe of this
show of force..I have to wonder what truly resides inside that terrifying
black armor. I believe I still hear the echo of a heart in there. The thing
that stood out the most was the precise and focused anger. I felt that
these were the words of a person who still has their priorities and have
not allowed themself to be disconnected from their inner peace.

Anger with perspective...no tunnel vision here.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I liked. Angsty, but strangely stress-relieving. Although there were certain errors in grammar, or I misread it.
"I deserve better than what could have provided" What's the subject?
It's interesting. Any clues as to who the guy is? any personal connections? Just had to wonder.
Write more, cause I'm interested, just more imagery maybe. This is more like prose in the format of a poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Marvelous! truly marvelous! The name of this poem intrigued me, for i've written one entitled "Monster" as well. ..though mine wasn't quite the same story.

Anyway, I know this feeling, when someone youve given multiple chances to, has let you down, multiple times. This poem may as well have been a declaration, "die butthead, cus i'm so done with your crap!" hah...except with a bit more depth of course. I wish you the best in this troubled situation!

Its incredible, how poetry can just drain away a sorrow, or absorb a frustration. I'm so grateful for it.

Well done poet!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Fantastic!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yikes
I have nothing else I can say

Posted 13 Years Ago


My goodness...You hurt my feelings and you werent even talking to me.
This is violent...aggravated verbal assault. Even though I am in awe of this
show of force..I have to wonder what truly resides inside that terrifying
black armor. I believe I still hear the echo of a heart in there. The thing
that stood out the most was the precise and focused anger. I felt that
these were the words of a person who still has their priorities and have
not allowed themself to be disconnected from their inner peace.

Anger with perspective...no tunnel vision here.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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