I see your blood within our eyes
the beauty of a whore
gently whispering abandonment
and abusive treatment //*\\
you fueling murderous rage
inside me and to this child
you brought into motion
and beat me with a stick
i am the filthy mass that
moves and speaks
i am so unadorned
(i’ll always be your whore)
i am unknown by mother
and father — a child of
a whore //stoned by rocks
pulled teeth\\ and subjected
by inhumanity a perfect injustice
i wished beauty in my life
and you cry, “Even now my blood
boils at the recollection of
this injustice” So, within my tears
and a many-fractured heart say,
“…i relieve thee, my creator…
thrust i take from thee a sight
which you abhor”
I AM MONSTER!
:: 09172015 ::
:: 09172015 ::
