The Monster
For Claire Christine | 10.3.211 From Mommy
They say that I'm a monster-
A Hellish sort of thing.
They claim that I am evil-
that pain's the only thing I bring.
They tell that I can't be fixed-
no matter how I try.
But what the world does fail to see-
is that these are simply lies.
I'll tell you what is true, however-
I'll share what few do know.
I have a Monster deep within
she lives inside my bones."
A Monster that will go to war-
with teeth and claws ablaze.
Would do anything for her babies-
blood and sweat drip from her face.
Shed face the darkest demons-
put the Devil in his place.
Would dive in a lake of fire-
with a smile upon her face.
They say that she's a danger
for all the Hell that she has raised.
And if you hurt her children-
then absolutely be afraid.
Shed break the bones of enemies-
no matter what it cost her.
If you wrong or hurt my babies-
I'll gladly introduce my Monster.
Copyright © Chelsea StufLeben | Year Posted 2023
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