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Monster

A Poem

By Barbara BlatchPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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Can you hear them?

Voices, the crowded murmurs, I listen to them everyday.

Is it just me?

How should I feel?

As they whisper to me clearly, as they make a mess inside. I listen to the creature lying here,

tapping inside my head,

the tapping,

pounding like drums.

Why can't anyone listen?

Monsters, it's what I fear,

those creatures hiding and crawling through your window.

A childish fear arises, where the shadows start appearing, I hide under my covers, but tonight it seems like it won't work.

The Monster, that's who I see, the creature is growling, and the question is creeping under.

Is the monster, please forgive me, I didn't mean any of this to happen, none of this was suppose to be this way, but I can't control it.

How did it ever end up like this?

Nightmares disturb my sleep,

the eye is looking,

peeking through the cracks of my past. My monster, clawing its way through, always searching, looking for a way to destroy me. A creature made from my deepest fears.

A savage.

Gnawing on my wounds. Finding joy in my pain.

Monster, that's whom I hear, whispers sounding, and pounding on my ears.

Monsters, hiding in the dark,

the monsters, haunting me at night,

monsters, terrible monsters, laughing at me,

they laugh

and laugh,

and they keep laughing.

Someone please save me!

I don't want this!

I hate it! I hate it!

I hate it!

Why won't you listen? Listen just listen, for the first time in forever,

listen!

These voices are killing me, possessing a soul who used to dream, playing with my beaten heart.

He's smiling as he sees me lying on the floor in distress, with my hands filled in crime.

I'll be good, I won't hurt you, won't hurt anyone anymore, but I can't keep hold of this promise.

the monster is inside.

It hurts me with words, my body suffers, sweating and shaking.

I ask for salvation but no one comes.

I'm begging, pleading.

Alone,

fighting alone.

I try again and plead for help, but they run away, everyone keeps running away, leaving me behind with the creature,

my curse.

They leave,

always meant to be alone.

They have betrayed me yet again.

The scarlet river mixed with tears. I have no control. Everything is just a blur. My palms can only feel the silky crimson and the coldness of the sharp weapon.

As I look with such terror I wonder, what is this? What's happening to me? Frustration,

anger,

fear and sorrow running through my veins.

Monster,

what am I?

Monster,

would you answer?

As you crawl out of your cage. You whisper my terrors and fears.

Why don't you tell me?

The monster smiles as he sees his work, he takes pleasure in my pain, my loneliness, my loss.

The monsters, they are laughing,

monsters, I feel them mocking.

The monsters. Screaming so loud,

too loud.

They scream.

I feel the vibration of the piercing sound.

Why won't they just shut up?!

They keep murmuring, reminding me, the dark pit of my past, the deep hole in my bleeding heart.

I start falling in it,

the great darkness.

I reach my hands to salvation,

but it never reached back.

It never even looked back.

The monster, taking away all I have.

He took it all

please end this.

I'm screaming,

I'm screaming can't you listen?

I swear I'm not crazy, it's under my bed, it's all around me.

The monster,

someone save me,

I'm drowning!

Drowning into the darkness, falling into fear and anguish.

The madness is wrapping around me.

He lingers inside me,

I can't keep this on.

I'm already at my point.

The monster is taking over, pushing me aside.

It's painful so painful.

Please help me!

The evil is near,

it was always here.

And as I look with troubled eyes into the reflecting glass,

the Monster stares back.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Barbara Blatch

Writing is one of my on-going hobbies. I usually do it after a harsh day. Most of my writings end to being a bit sad, but it makes me feel free when I write them.

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