Monsters

Daggers in the form of words

fall from my lips 

entering skin with the speed of sound

I didn't truly understand the word 

"Monster"

Until I saw myself from your

point of view.

Until 1st grade

when I heard my teachers speak about me

Until the moment when

Each time the word rewrote itself

and took a deeper form

manifesting into this destiny of mine

and then becoming me

I could no longer tell the difference

from their point of view

and my own.

and I continued to hear it for the rest of my life.

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

When self-examination reflects a dislike for the person we see in a mirror - it hails in a time for change! Your reflective write seems a sad poetic piece - and - the last stanza shows defeatism! However, in the very fact you shared this - lays hope for turned it around - all you need is the right encouragement - and - here's mind - full marks for a brave poignant poem -:-)