The Monster

He sits and stares at his door,
waiting for the monster to come through it,
the monster that beats him,
and takes out his stress on him.
The monster that he loves and is devoted to.
He feels everything is his fault.
The door opens,and he whimpers once,
but it's just his mother.
She has a sad look upon her face,
but strangely relieved.
"hon, daddy's dead."
Those were the words he had been secretly longing for.
H e was free of the monster forever.