Would you believe
My story starts
When from within
I heard the beat of
My monster's heart?
That was before
My monster's heart
Turned to stone
That was before
My monster left me alone.
From the beginning
My monster never did cuddle
Tell me it loved me
Make me feel safe or snuggle.
My monster still blames me
When at the age of four
It says that I wanted to
Walk out the door.
To go to another home
To have a different life
That should have been a sign
My life had too much strife.
But NO, my monster
A half a century gone
Still blames that four year old
Like she did something wrong.
The monster now deaf
The monster now dumb
Has left me, its offspring
More powerful, but numb.
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Sassy Lady Ava G
Poet, Songwriter, Parody writer and performer, Grammar tyrant, Cre8v by nature, here to hone my skills.
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