The Monster

The Monster Fire! My body ignites,flameless kerosene, laced with addictionand love. I want to scream. Caked up demonsthrough cartilage and sinusestake dead aim at my brain, heart, mind, jumping inside  wanting to scream and shout Troops of running feet falling into rhythm,between my mind, getting the urge to dance. Stronger, louder, ultra violet-matter power, waves of shock banging inside my head. It tooke me and launched me to a place, very near the gates of heaven or hell. It was there. With the gentle persuasion, the sweet coercion of his voice wanting to take me. I knew it. I felt it with every nerve, every atom, every moleculeof my being. I'll never forget it. It was the fireworkson Fourth of July.It was the snowflakes during Christmas. I want to let go of the monster. To detonate, annihilate walls,to destroy down barriers,to unleashing floods,freeing captive ambitions. To rides dreams through arteries and capillaries pulsing, rushing,raging torrentspounding against my heart. Taking me away.                                          

This poem is about: 
Me

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