Egotismal

I gave birth to the monster
         Under my bed

It spoke softly of a sweeter time
    When I was the center of 
             Attention

And I craved it more than any drug
Intensely lonely
              fearful
              vicious
Snorted on a silver platter


It does not know of love 
  And frankly nor do I
For we joined at the hip
  When it donned my disguise

To know that we are one 
  In everlasting war
Until I light the fuse
  And detonate the core

I'll never go to sleep
I'll never say my prayers

The shadow's cast 
Across my floor
Quoth the monster:
 
givememore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Guzzi Avatar
September 18, 2009 at 8:13 AM
so very true at times Light & Love & a light saber for battle!
Lokken Avatar
February 2, 2009 at 12:03 PM
This is very dark and haunting. But not as in, no good....just intense and deep and even a bit disturbing. Very raw emotions. You didn't birth the monster...there must have been something in your life that allowed it to be, that hurt you and sent a razor to the heart...or maybe many things. And your interpretation on my other poem, the frames, the mirror.....yes, you got it exactly!
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December 30, 2008 at 12:08 PM
'...the shadow's cast...givememore' ...a marvelous concluding verse. I'm a big fan! Best wishes, Keith
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