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May 2020
I’m not doing this for you I’m doing this for me
Today I am enraged with hate and anger and sadness im a dangerous storm sent to tear homes from their roots I’m a giant monster created to stomp on little imbelice toddlers
I am a monster you created you filled me with pain and hate and you twisted something heavenly into a tumultuous fire and now I want you to burn
I’m tired of you having the power of sharing you with the world
You created this monster and now you must suffer in isolation because I created you I searched for you from the depths of hell and elevated your holiness I have discovered your light and you have no right to share it with anyone
Come drown in me come suffer in my waves come suffocate in my embrace
I will knaw you with my sharp talons I will scratch your thighs open and you will return to your people dripping with evidence of my might
You are mine and you will not be happy without me unless I permit it
You are my possession and I do not approve of your sharing
I am your master and you will bow at my feet only
You will sit and wither away until you feel the pain
Until your bones shatter and your brain melts of lonliness
I do not permit you being happy
You are not allowed to feed off the vibrations of eachother
You will vibrate off me only
I am your master and you will obey my instructions you do not get to be happy after you have caused me to shatter like a sculpture that fell off its pedestal
You will feel my fire you will roast from your insides your lungs will full with my air when I permit it
Your heart will bleed and burst at my command because I said so.
I do not permit your happiness not your independence you will suffer at my feet until I feel fit to release you from my wrath.
Mahdiya Patel
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Mahdiya Patel  20/F/Johannesburg
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