Monsters Made

He hurt me
with nary a though
tore away
trust
respect
made it so
I would hate him
wish him dead
with my last breath.
I succumbed
wakening in a specter state
a waith
devilish smile
begins to dance across my lips
as I realize
there is more damage to be done
and in this state,
no one will be to blame
save for the beast who stole my life
savaging other young women
girls
to sate his sickened twisted desires.
Prowling the streets
evil bleeding
feeding
city
day and night
as he takes back that energy
freely given
driving him insane.
Centuries
a man each time
craving
needing
feeding
the river below bleeds up through the ground
turning them to monsters
a cycle
as yet
to be broken.
 
©Nov. 6/22
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