Loving Monsters
I wake to comfort in disdain
A monster I don’t want to tame
Incentive aided by her name
The spiteful creature known as shame
All the pleasure I will seek
And all the horror I will wreak
The chill of knowing all too well
I want my life to become hell
The burning ways I seek to end
This underlying competence
For seeking a final way to break
The curse that took my breath away
My spirit trembling at my feet
In silence underneath its sheet
The monster I was to defeat
Became the creature known as me
With all the endings I create
And all the knowledge I retake
I can’t replace the name engraved
In my heart, I take this to my grave
She’s a monster, but in her eyes
I too am a creature in disguise
And beneath the thousand burning lies
I will love this creature until I die
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2011
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