You threw me to the snakes
leaving me to fend for myself,
discarding me like an object that
you had grown bored of.
And,
when i crawled out from the pit
more powerful than before,
venom coursing through my veins ,
I became the monster.
I became the one to be feared.
How easy it is to forget that monsters are not born
but made
and my dear,
you are responsible for every inch of the creature I have become.
Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 4:44 AM UTC
You threw me to the snakes
leaving me to fend for myself,
discarding me like an object that
you had grown bored of.
And,
when i crawled out from the pit
more powerful than before,
venom coursing through my veins ,
I became the monster.
I became the one to be feared.
How easy it is to forget that monsters are not born
but made
and my dear,
you are responsible for every inch of the creature I have become.