Beast Within the Beauty
Looking in the mirror this morning
Upon awakening of a dream
Of a monster
That was once me
Who is this girl, this woman child
That shines before me?
Do I truly know her?
Does the monster still lurk
Behind those sad, pale eyes?
I keep pointing my finger
At the past
At its pain
At its people
That I loved
That I hated
That tasted me wet
And left me dry
I am now a mother
I am now my mother
But always her daughter
And a wife with a will
I hide in my house
Hoping to avoid hell
If I step out into the light
I'll be blinded by beauty
But it's too bright for my vampire ways
The sun is my foe
Who once befriended me
Then betrayed me with its sudden burn
I'm unworthy of this beauty
I don't know how to embrace her
But back to the monster
That pathetic, little being
Beat up arms
Beat down soul
Needle, vein, blood, bliss
Zombified
Spellbound
Love,honor and obey
The King of Devil's Piss
Eyes staring straight
Into Death's sweet face
Oh, the darkness wanted me badly
And still longs for me
From time to time
But I can't see the monster anymore
I have a new life
With a new pair of arms
Lily white with a long line
Of a sacred scar
That screams
"Don't forget the good ole days!"
My old life in wonder
Of the reflection in the mirror
Smugly asking the question
"Who do you think you are?"
Copyright © Sky Lesco | Year Posted 2013
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