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Monster

by Sam Roberts

I am your Picasso
Your plaything of hate
Catching my breath
Blood bathed and bleach
Lacerating through the lucid screaming
I step out of this fake freedom
Where you
The empathetic monster
Defeated and derailed
Steal my words and burn them down
Until I am just a heart
Leaked, boiled and black
And the rage of your so called rights
Is just a lasting breath
For the vomit and spit
Upon my beaten face

02/20/2013

Posted on 02/20/2013
Copyright © 2025 Sam Roberts

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/22/13 at 01:35 AM

And how ugly is this monster when brought out into the light of day, balanced only by the beauty of the poetry that expresses it.

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