A monster

A monster

A Poem by A daytime shooting star

After all.. I think I'm still like a scary monster.. 
A demon that no one would be able to accept. 
Falling like an abandoned leaf that's been tired and injured of holding tightly 
that cold tree, it meant to belong to.. 
Pulled out, far away.. so far away by a strong wind 
It's so freezing out here, being the only one who's striving so hard to still alive..
Everything is so dark, and even darker ! 
I've been swallowed by a huge black hole of mine.. 
I am trying to find my lost parts 
But, it's already replaced by a scary shade.. 
I didn't want it to turn out like this ! 
I am scared.. 
Forgetting all the precious things I used to like and protect 
My gripe can't reach that place anymore.. 
That peaceful sky 
I have no power left 
I am hitting the ground so badly How can that happen to me.. tell me how?  
Why did I become like this? 
" A shabby pierced bag" 
What should I do right now? 
Using to be strong and then falling of weakness.. 
I can't recognize who I am, right now 
I've became a terrifying monster 
I don't want to be near of anyone 
So I am begging you to stay away 
I don't want to hurt anyone else.. 
I am just an ugly & weak monster.. 



 -Can't hold it, but ending up whispering with an inaudible voice.. 
It's cold and scary..  
I want you by my side 
I want to hug you tightly 
How am I supposed to find the way home?

© 2018 A daytime shooting star


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Takes you in to a cold, lonely night. Darkness engulfing surroundings and the mind. What is that in the mirror? From innocence to evil, boy to monster. Thanks for sharing, I really enjoyed it!

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A daytime shooting star

7 Years Ago

I am so thankful that you did enjoy it. I am so happy as well..
Actually, I didn't think that.. read more

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Added on June 30, 2017
Last Updated on April 11, 2018
Tags: Sorrow, pain, cold

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A daytime shooting star

the place where shooting stars are born in



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This account is just a place where can I feel free writing about my depression or my happiness unconsciously. I actually do write everything in here a few minutes before spreading it out, so those.. more..

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