Pet Sin
The Monster under my bed
sometimes it is warm.
the comfort of your presence,
but still, a sinister company.
breathing down my spine at night.
shivers in my bed.
whispering in my head while i sleep.
i used to feed you,
until, i stopped.
unsure of whose pet is who?
you fed me and i fed you.
now, i starve you
and slowly,
you don’t come around anymore.
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every now and then,
i’ll hear your chitterings from under the bed,
“here, kitty kitty”
But i ignore your tease instead.
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My entry to RM Stocktons unofficial February challenge “monsters under my bed”
My entry was inspired by a sermon I heard on starving your addictions.
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About the Creator
Natasha Collazo
**Studying Modern Journalism @ NYU **
Project: The diary of an emo Latina
I get inspired at the mid of night
Stock market by day, howler by night
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Comments (13)
Very well said, I have this relationship with food, chocolate and ice cream. Need to starve them. oh dear.
Exceptional work, you are quite The talented writer.
Brilliant & well-written!!
Such a clever entry! 🤍 Starving the demon of it power Love it!
I have a very addictive personality so I get addicted to stuff very easily, even things like food or games or even a person. So I always try my best to stay away from stuff. Your poem was so powerful!
I love this, Natasha. My wife frequently refers to our pet sins--the ones we just think are cute while others are unforgivable deal-breakers. The cuter & more acceptable they seem to us the more we tend to feed them & respond to their teasings.
Well done!! And food for thought, too!
I love the comparisons you made in your poem. Often times we know that certain addictions can harm us but for most it is a form a comfort. Great poem!
“unsure of whose pet is who?” Perfect example of an addiction.
I love how this was inspired by a sermon on starving your addictions. That is such a great message. Your poem is brilliant. I love how this monster is a comforting yet sinister presence. That is so true of the many monsters we have in our lives. I love these lines: "unsure of whose pet is who? | you fed me and i fed you." Wow! You have written a gem of a poem here, Natasha, and so quickly! I am stunned!
Excellent poem! In a similar vein… I recall decades ago a comedian Mike Warnkey said something like ‘If you do the things you should do, you won’t have time to do the things you shouldn’t!’
I need to do this to sugar. But I don't have any under my bed.
Such pristine writing here. Love how clear and crisp it is, Natasha and it's something I know a lot about personally, so found it extra relatable! Great entry!