A Poem by Regina Rose

This poem is about my alcoholic mother and when she recovered, and the scares I still wear close to my heart everyday.


Monster. Monster. That's all I see when I look at you now.

You were kind.

A mother.

You ruined it with one drink.

After one, two, three down your throat.

All I wanted to do was pour it down the drain.

You weren't you. You were a Monster.

Monster. Monster. That's all I see when I look at you now.

I would lay in bed wide awake yelling at god in my head.

Yelling. Screaming.

WHY? Why did you take my mother from me.

I was all alone. And you laughed in my face when I cried.


“Your a useless piece of s**t.”

“I never wanted you”

Those words still echo in my head each day.

Everyone told me it wasn't you.

It was a disease.

No, what I saw was a monster.

Monster. Monster. That's all I see when I look at you now.

You say you changed. You say it will never happen.

Now your angel?


You are still the monster I remember.

That's still you.

Now all I hear is.

I'm good NOW. I changed for NOW. I'm an angel for NOW.

You're still a monster.

Monster. Monster. That's all I see when I look at you now.

© 2017 Regina Rose

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Regina Rose
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A very intense poem here, you let so many feelings out in this one. I think when monsters change its hard for us to accept it because we hold on to our first impressions of them. Sometimes this is a hard mold to break especially if the memories and experiences weren't positive. Somehow, through it all you seem like a strong woman even though I don't know you personally. Don't let any monster weaken you because your purpose in life is greater than you realize. I know its hard to keep our feelings in check, but they're only apart of us they don't define us. Keep on writing because you need to wake up tomorrow to write the next chapter in your life. take care.

Posted 1 Month Ago

This one is fairly dripping with rage, so much so that it is almost painful to read. It can be argued that rage is sometimes justifiable. That may be true, but if retained it can rot the soul. Make peace as soon as you can, for your own sake.

Posted 1 Month Ago

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Added on December 1, 2017
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Regina Rose
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Mosinee, WI

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A Poem by Regina Rose