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Monster

Contributed by autumn_zephyr on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 05:23:00 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



I remember sitting in your passengers’ side, looking out the
rear-view mirror, you cared more about
that care then you did me.
I remember thinking, how happy we were going to be,
how perfect you were, at least what I thought,
when we stopped, you came and took my hand, I smiled,
you were always like that,
doing cute little things, to seem like the flawless boyfriend.
I just looked into your eyes as you
led me up the stairs, I knew your intentions,
and you knew my perspective on that…
I wasn’t ready.
You looked at me, implying, and I just looked at you,
I just stood there, you knew I wasn’t ready.
But I don’t think you cared, you couldn’t have,
I could feel you coming closer, when I looked
in your eyes, I could tell.
You wouldn’t let me leave, I trusted you.
You didn’t know I’d gone through this before,
personally, I don’t think it would have mattered,
even when you heard me crying,
pleading for you to stop,
you didn’t,
because you didn’t care, you never did.
For almost three years, I was trapped in your grasp,
and no one ever knew, they never saw
the bruises, the cuts, the tears.
They never saw the real you either.
You watched over me like a hawk,
and for what seemed like forever, I was in a cage,
afraid to free myself, because of you,
ashamed, I blame myself,
I could have stopped you, maybe if
I went to someone, but I didn’t,
not until you took it too far, did anything
happen, even then, I tried to protect you,
scared, of what you might do.
But they still don’t know
the half of it.
You said you were a man,
what you did does not classify you as a man,
someone who can take someone’s life and crush it,
in numerous ways,
is not a man,
you took my life away, made it so
I couldn't trust anyone
you left scars, emotional and physical
and all the while, you laughed,
thinking it made you a bigger person,
you’re a monster, not a man.




Copyright © autumn_zephyr ... [ 2005-09-25 17:23:00]
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Re: Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 08:16:51 PM AEST
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****I remember sitting in your passengers’ side, looking out the
rear-view mirror, you cared more about
that care then you did me.

great driver hang onto him, looking at the passenger can result in an accident. If you want him to look at you, ask him to pull over to a rest station. Not being funny here...I know how the story builds.. ok, and in that case, a good start to get where your write was going. Time now to be the driver yourself, get out off of a bad highway. Keep your eyes focused on the road, checking your side mirrors often.. Nice analogy, metaphor used.. Loved it..

Keep writing

Raquel Leah :D


Re: Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 08:47:50 PM AEST
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Sorry, meant to say...

great driver don't hang, onto him... thank you for bringing my incorrect sentence to my attention. One left out word can change up the entirety of a sentence and its full meaning, great write, keep going..

Raquel Leah :D


Re: Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by Darkhorse71 on Monday, 26th September 2005 @ 02:04:53 AM AEST
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Don't blame yourself for some monsters actions. I know it can be difficult to get out of those situations and I pray it never happens again. But you can't judge everybody by one jerk, you end up losing out on too much. Slowly and carefully allow yourself to open up to certain people and learn to trust again or you'll never be happy.

Wishing you peace for your heart, john




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