This is Just too Hard to Swallow,
I promised you,
and now its just too difficult,
I hope my shaking hand,
as I wish for that Monster,
Feel Alone.
Always Feel Alone.
Never feel better,
I've lost all control-
The only thing I had in life,
But I've lost all hope,
Now it's dragging me down.
Deep Down in this misery.
Breath with this anticipation,
Feel the earth shatter,
As the hearts break into my hands,
Feel the bones of those who are already gone,
And it's so done up.
But then,
it's then that I realize,
I started it all...
YOU ARE READING
My Monster
PoetryHer name was Skylar. And she was addicted. Her substance: Meth/Crank/Glass... whatever you call it, it still screws you up in more ways than one. But after seventeen years of trying to be Ms.Perfect in an unstable family, is this really what she wan...
