monster, Katelyn Cherniak [best contemporary novels .TXT] 📗

Ripping through my disguise of what you want me to be.
Tearing my outer skin to show what's really inside; the true me.
Don’t speak, lock your lips.
Because no one wants to hear the violence that you unleash.
Don’t look, shut your eyes.
Because I know you won’t like what you will see.
Don't listen, cover your ears.
Because my words are the brutal honesty that you don’t wanna hear.
Wrapping my fingers around the key to unleash me,
It now rips holes in what you created,
The monster that sings in song
Dancing in your mind.
What is it that you want me to be?
Suffocated by your thoughts,
Drown you as you lay on the floor.
Are you happy with what you created?
The creation you loved is now what you despise.
Am I not what you want me to be?
Use your thought control, scream at me.
I’ll be the joker, you’ll be the King.
Scream at me!
Tell me; do I make you laugh?!
This joker is on hash.
Whatcha gonna do about it punk?
Paint these walls red? With a bullet in my head?
Cause’ oooh, the adrenaline is pumping through my veins.
You can’t hold back the demon, nothing can.
Ripping a new line in my life.
The dawn of existence bleeds through the screen,
Which separates good form bad.
My life is a sin.
I don’t smile, I just grin.
I drank a bottle of gin.
One bottle, one mouth.
Oh I’m feeling lucky to night.
Move me around like I’m a pawn to sacrifice.
You coward fight your own wars.
I’m reality.
Drive me to the point of being insane.
Will you ever see, what you ment to me?
Your actions and words explode in my membrane.
Internal bleeding, listen to my screaming.
Use me as you will.
Throw me away like a napkin.
Use me to clean up a spill.
Why keep me here lying on the floor?
I’m the new face of hell
Welcome me with open arms.
Stop hiding your shame,
Wipe off that make up, cause’ your not fooling anyone darlin’.
A couple more lines and I’ll be good for life. Do I scare you?
Run fast! But hiding won’t help you.
The internal demons awaken inside your mind.
Crying for me to be your savior,
What shall I do?
Karmas a bitch darling.
I’ll sit here and laugh
Because unlike you,
I love what I have created,
Because yeah I have black eyes,
Yeah I’m bleeding. What does it matter?
Have you ever thought to save me?

Publication Date: 04-14-2010

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