I was going to make a list
Of all the monsters that I've known
The vicious lies, the broken dreams
Like acid being thrown.
At my heart, at my mind
The words they use and twist.
I wish someone had told me,
It didn't have to be like this.
I thought this list would be quite long.
Now I see that this is wrong.
The monsters that I've known
They told me,
I was ugly
I was fat
I was stupid
I was too much
I was not enough
I was cold
I was needy
I was frigid
I was a whore
I was worthless

And again..
I was stupid


Always,
I was stupid

And I was
Because
The only monster there
Ever was
Was me.

Pulls his toes underneath the covers..
Sheepishly sticks his head underneath the bed to take a look...ohhh.. great now you have me looking for Monsters...lol..
Seriously great poem..
Don't let the bastard monsters get you down

Lol. I don't anymore. Hard work for the soul but worth every bit of it. Keep those covers tucked!!

Evocative :-)

Thought provoking.

Great write!!!

PS Someone who tells you that you are ugly is just stone crazy.

If your writing is any indication same is true for anyone who calls you stupid. Just evil twisted jealous is my guess.

A well written poem. Gripping vulnerability. Thank you for sharing it.

I totally get it and just like techo said⬆Fantastic.
Thanks for sharing that seriously great write!
I know I stole a little from the above posters.

Thanks everyone. I really appreciate the comments.