"moster" poems
By:D.E.T
Goin' back from memory
I remember that I started to feel empty
When I saw a poster
Post D.E.T is a monster
All I did was blurt
A laugh although it hurt
Me, people tellin' me I'm a disaster
All I did was smile
Although that wasn't my style
But yeah, I smile
When everyone was gone
I sob the tears that I was holdin' on
From that day I knew that everyday
I had to pretend that I was okay
Even if it meant feelin' lonely deep inside
So, no one can see the pain
That I hide
Inside
Had to go through this everyday
But as I grew up I knew that was goin' to be the way
Cuz I'm used to being called a monster
Now that times passed by
My emotions are dry
So, go on call me a monster
Cuz I'm stronger
Tougher
Although they made me suffer
Come on put me on a cage
Where I find myself on the stage
Where I get call a monster
Now so, monster I have become
Onstage but I'mma gonna uncage
Myself
Put me on the cage
Write me a page
Tell the page that I am a monster
Now that time has fly by
Y'all stand aside
But y'all collide
Cuz I know karma
Is gonna come back and make pay for the drama
That caused people call me a monster
Yeah, moster I am my heart
Is now dark
Monster I am cuz y'all ******
My soul
Cuz y'all just wanted to ruin
My soul
But that only made you look cruel
Cuz y'all were nothing but
Don't need you to understand
So, you can stand
Where I land
Cuz I'm a monster like you said
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
There is the monster coming out of me
He's the only one that keeps me from the bleed
I'll let him rule my heart again
Keeps me far from everyone's sin
Harden what little heart I have left
Because all I did was wept
I'll never let love in
No never again
Sweet oblivion
Never to be forgiven
Heart in a blender
Life torn asunder
Let the moster out
Turn it all about
Never to let any one close
This is what I've chose
It's only way my life goes
Other wise agony just grows
My life has changed
My feelings are deranged
My soul mate is estranged
It's all been rearranged
So I let the monster roam
Only he can bring me home
I'm back in the dark
It's only right I'm marked
The broken only get thrown away
So in the trash I'll stay
I will turn invisible
Because I am just to miserable
I'll let the moster be
He's the only one that truly sees
He will keep me safe
Keep me from the painful place
The moster keeps everyone at bay
So I can robotically go through my day
My moster kills the feelings
My monster will do my dealings
My monster moves my limbs
My monster now lives in my skin
Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 10:17 AM UTC
I used to drive a toaster
Tiny, not a roaster
It sure was the moster
Car I ever drovester
Then I hit a deer
It ran soever near
Smashed the front to the rear
I forever lost my dear
Ten years I spent in that box
Never looked like a fox
I probably hit an ox
Like gettin' kicked in the buttocks
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
This heart though broken it is
Is the only thing that I have to give
My life along with material possessions
Can be stripped without discretion
That was one of my earliest lessons
And I learned it quick
God hit me so hard
To make sure it would stick
But it seems if I learned nothing else in life
But pain anguish and the english language
It's that love is too dangerous
Especially for strangers
I tought you that our first go around
Your head was in the clouds
And my feet on the ground
Now I'm looking down still earth bound
And what is this I've found
Do you hear that familiar sound?
That bird singing that familiar song
Oh I've waited so long to hear this song
Because while its playing nothing goes wrong
You recorded it put it on repeat
So now it's always on
I wish my past self was stronger
Or braver than the moster
That plagues my thoughts everyday
Direct result of learning the hard way
But none the less
I've learned what you tried to teach me
How to love
Not through words and such
But through a kiss
A hug
A look
A touch
Now knowing the rules
I've back to your school
And plopped my happy ***
Right in the front of your class
So you can't look past
When I raise my hand and ask
I love you baby
But what else do you need from me?
Because the thought of you leaving me
Doesn't sit neat for me
So if I don't have what you want
Please tell me now while I'm up front
Because though broken it is
My heart is all I have to give
Jun 13, 2010
Jun 13, 2010 at 6:54 PM UTC
You always had a dream of the person you wanted me to become yet you never care what i thought.you never asked if it was what i want to be it was about you.i remember everything you tried to teach me and how bad it sounds now.
Always be what people want you to be move in the right cricles its all about money power and rescept.you want it take it no matter what the coast is.the world is yours so go ahead and grab it and always be perfect.
This was the ugly moster you where trying to turn to me into i am
for not perfect.but i couldnt be that heartless or be someone who is shollow and fake.that just not me.
I just want to be me no one is perfect we all make mistakes we sometime get it wrong.i cant be fake and show people that i love them or care about them i am sorry.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
she's always there
like a shadow
you don't need to look
you know she can't leave
"youre my bestest friend"
she says
"bestester"
it's an on-going game
"I love you more"
"most"
"moster"
no winners.
because she doesn't need to win.
she'd let you win.
because she's your shadow.
she's mine.
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 9:02 PM UTC
She was a beautiful dreamer
She had so much hope in her
Someone who was loved by everyone,
even me.
Beautiful soul, well now it's been broken.
No one saw her drown.
6 years ago that is.
It was quiet but fatal and so sly and slow that not even she knew it was coming for her
Sadness slowly soaked into her, it became permanent in her fragile bones.
It wasn't something she couldn't handle at first, but with time it possessed the good that was left of her.
How beautiful her smile was and her eyes so angelic, something tells me it's the tears she cries at bedtime that anglicised them so.
I never told you that after a while the pain, the sadness it got the best of her except that didn't stop her from making sure other people were happy.
But, slowly they diluted her hope.
Her own moster is what she has, what she had become.
An angel is how they somehow still saw, even what they still see her as.
That's the thing about her she managed to stay such a dear.
Quite sad rather, how no one really saw the pain in disguise but she was such a great pretender you can't exactly call them ignorant.
Well this was her, Sweet Tragic.
Oh Sweet Tragic.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 1:19 PM UTC
Brocken shadows decide to linger
just a little longer.
The 12 am tears stain my face like bleach on a linen shirt
Dates with the dark are common
and the tsunamis of the past come to crash the world I' d so gracefully built
The brocken violin playing a sad song, the only one I know.
The ivy crawling up the old walls of the cage that keep me away from the outside world,the world I so miss to see.
The youthful one sings in the halls, her voice echoing and her delicate frame dancing before a single candle light. Yet when she turns, her face is seen crumbling, like the wall paper of the room.
No key will unlock the door that so blatantly is in front of me. I have tried to knock it down but my mortal blows are no match for the chains of this moster.
The stench of lonliness is overbearing. When will I smell the taste of freedom?
When will I walk the earthly ground?
When will I kiss the cheeks of life?
For the Gods only know, how trapped I am here.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 2:52 PM UTC
My face is all swollen and red with the rage.
like a moster busting out of his cage
I enter the room with my Glock 25
Shoot them all dead leave no one alive
People will wonder how I got to this gate
With this twisted burning of concentrated hate
I was born into this world an innocent soul
But my innocence soon from me was stole
So now all of you ************* have got to go
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 1:54 PM UTC
they all suround me
calling me a villan
a freak
a deamon
a monster
just because how i act
my personality
my insaneity
and i realize if they waunt a moster ill give it to them
ill unleash my rath
just because they waunt a villan
but i realize that villans dont get happy endings
but no matter what i do
IM A MONSTER
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 2:07 PM UTC
Yesterday is dead and gone, tomorrow may not come
Lets go out and have some fun, come on and get you some
It is no relationship, just the here and now
We should live it up, I'm a monster on the prowl
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 4:59 PM UTC
I can't stop it
I can't bear it
The monster comes to knock
I can't feel it
I can't shake it
The monster leaves me in shell shock
I want to think it
I want to write it
The moster watches me like a hawk
**** you writers block
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC
Im just a girl
With friends how happen to be boys
I don't see my friends
But once a year
You my a have a problem
That I'm a girl
And your son is a boy
But where old enough to know better
So don't be a controlling moster on your son
And don't blame me when you can't find him
And we won't have a problem
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 5:44 PM UTC
The moster underneath my bed,
She comes to me nightly,
Gently plants her arcane kiss of fear,
Upon my pacing heart -
Her name is anxiety; she's with me again.
Oh why won't she just leave me alone?
I beg her to go, but instead -
She sentences my mind, to the darkest punishment.
An ongoing cycle of panic -
She consumes my rationality
She paralyses me, with terror.
I'm trapped in my own body
I lay restless.
Leave me alone.
Please go away.
Please go away anxiety.
She doesn't listen to my pleading.
What if you die in your sleep?
Did you google these symptoms yet?
She asks,
You're dying.
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
A moster called a smasher
They say your heart
Is a heart of gold
Never broken
Never been stolen
I though to myself
How could this be true
I spoke to him for the first time in ages
His eyes looked inlighten
His mouth looked egor to kiss the cracked lips of another
A gentle imbrace of a warm hug
Welcomes me with the words im sorry
Flashbacks full my mind
How could he not be broken?
More words flowed out
From the many years
Of not speaking
He told me
I never texted back
That we could never be close again
That he has alway been waiting
He stopped to think
And he ended with the heartbreaking words
I loved you once
I loved you twice
I thought you were nice
You took my heart
And smashed it into pieces
I felt sick
Had I become a smasher?
I whispered
I waited for your message
It never came
Slowly we moved apart
We went our own ways
What was I meant to say
You were meant to say I love you
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 5:18 PM UTC