My Beautiful Monster

I am an addict

A vicious, unyielding soul

A selfish, confused vessel

 

I am devoted to…

An egotistical and conceited enthusiast

An impassive and cold romantic

 

My mind sometimes plays tricks on me

Pestering me to love me for me

But in my heart there’s this flame that craves your love

Yelling into my soul that no one can ever take your place

 

I am a deliberant addict

An impaired and hurt spirit

An absentminded and bemused entity

 

I am purposely devoted to…

A brutal, malicious person

A ferocious, horrible individual

 

These scars on my body are a reminder of your love

These bruises on my arms are a sign of your caring embrace

 

When you’re not by my side

I am a fiend for touch, your lips, your lingering grip

My soul is calling out your name to come home

Come back to me one last time

 

With my head on this cold pillow

I dream of stars dancing on yielding tree tops as they sway in the wind

I dream of the sun asking the forgiving moon for just a little bit more time

Of a lover’s wet face as another tear falls down her cheek once more

 

My body tries to fight the signs of neglect

Seeking anyone to fulfill what you left behind

Looking for a lover arrogant enough to fight for me

Knowing that even if it doesn’t work word of our embrace

Will reach your ear faster than my cries

 

So here you stand

A shadow in the dark, my beautiful monster growling in the corner

Snarling at my innocence

Condemning me to loving you and only you

 

 You straggle my heart

Lay claim to my soul

Softly kissing my lips

 

Apologizing for all the pain and aches

Complimenting me on how smoothly the purple and blues of my body blend so sweetly

Admiring the portrait you so generously painted

Promising that you’ll never go so far again for so long

 

My addiction is tamed

I am no longer an addict

That flame in my heart has slowly subsided

 

 

(2/12/11)

 

Author's Note

sometimes the way you love just isn't right...

Reviews

[Xeru]

Based on this joint you must know me personally.. hahaha.. But nah.. This joint was brutally self honest. Alot of poets cant reach this deep. Great way to identify yourself in the moment you are experiencing it. Hard to do... Only experience or a super aware eye can put such a introspective view together. Definately a fan of your chore poetic voice. Cant help but see myself in part of some of it. Another sign of a great writer..

[2Real2BTrue]

Your poetry really tells a story, paints an image and teaches a lesson. Not many poems can do all that- awesome job.