Monster by Vivian Kasely

How could you love me? I’m an ugly monster. A terrible creature.  I don’t deserve love.

Are you blind? Are you a masochist? Do you like when I hurt you?

All I do is eat your dreams and suck the life from you. And you still love me?

Must I devour your soul for you to see me for what I truly am? Must I wipe my face clean?

Will you still love me then? When you see what I really am? Or will you run away terrified?

I tried to show you before you said you loved me. But . . . I loved you too. A problem unforeseen.

I hid away the monster that’s me so you would love me back. And now it’s bubbling up under my skin.

Wanting to come out; it feels trapped within. It wants you, like I do, but it will take too much I fear.

Get out. Leave me. Do not love me. Please do not brush my cheek or smooth my hair. Don’t come near.

I love you enough to save you from myself. I will hurt you if you don’t go. Quickly! Quickly! Go!

I might change my mind. Putting my claws into you and feasting on your dreams once more.

monster love photo
Photo by CJS*64 A man with a camera