Monsters

this would be considered 'free verse' I believe. the words are my own but the text layout is inspired by Ellen Hopkins and her work. she's a very blessed writer.

there are 

                                             monsters, 

whispering to me, 

                                              live, 

breathe, exist and torture me. 

it's so hard to have to keep it    

                                              inside 

 too. like a bird caged,

 a mute unable to tell

 you how they feel.

 is this what I've become? 

 this is...                                 

                                              me... 

 and it seems like all this 

 will always be 

                                             staying  

duct tape over my lips,

                                             silent,

forever doomed to 

be unable to tell a soul, 

about the monsters inside me, 

the ones that will for me 

to cut, purge, starve. 

I cut so that I             

                                             will                    

 live, and so that I can

                                             kill

my demons. they shut up 

when I'm hurting physically, 

and I can control them. 

can anybody love this? 

does anybody think that being 

                                            me 

is okay?

Author's Note

is it alright? i wasn't really thinking when I wrote this so sorry if its bad! ^_^

Reviews

[eatme]

Obviously I can only speak for myself, but first off, I suck. I'm not a great poet or one of the giants of literature. Like most people, I like to think I am a great judge of quality, but logically, I am aware that I can't be. First I want to be surprised. I want to see something new. Breaking the rules, being inventive, that is what sentience is.

Like: I wonder how many people notice that the isolated words down the right can be read top to bottom as a sentence? Very clever! It would be even cooler if you did it by accident and your subconscious was talking to us. That is what is so awesome about writing and poetry, all versions of the possible are true. Every possibly answer remains possible.

I like the mute unable to tell, and the duct taped mouth.
For most people, they don't speak out of inner weakness, but those images are a righteous voice robbed of the opportunity.

All great stuff. Me like.

[bobc]

O...first, pre-emptive apologies...'...so sorry if it's bad!'...aren't needed. Second, good to see you have a little fun with this.

Most writers, I think, have experimented with structure like this...the poem inside a poem exercise. You might work with each poem in there until you're happy with them individually...then work through how to combine this way. Good effort...bobc

[Alexa L. Draven]

Amazing. It's beautifully written. I especially love the topic. I also love how you were inspired by Ellen Hopkins. I don't see many poems written like this. Just amazing.