Take Two.

by Blissful   Jul 27, 2013

I used to look for monsters
underneath my bed
not because I was
but because I yearned
for warmth
during lonely nights

I no longer yearn for that
the monsters have been

those sweet words
only your lips could tell
have made a home
beneath the bed

I could be guilty of greed
for I was never satisfied
with your love

always wanting more
needing more
giving less


you are now marked
with the faces of suicide
for you killed a love
before it even began
and I am now left here
with the thought of being
less than

Second chances change everything

we were not meant
to cross paths


Done for a challenge.


seconds change everything
beneath the bed
faces of suicide
those sweet words

*note* Yes I don't use punctuation, yes I like it that way. :) Thank you for reading!


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  • 8 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Oh I got so excited reading this poem from you I nearly choked on my coffee!! Very excited to read a new piece from you!!

    This was beautiful... I adore the word "hush" as a break in your poem... that was elegant! truly a beautiful piece!!!

  • 8 years ago

    by BlueJay

    I love the flow of this and the style, your voice is so unique, now I really want to read much more of your poetry. Its an amazing piece. Really it is. You used to prompts so perfectly, the piece was so effortless, but so wonderful. I like how you don't use punctuation, it feels , ore simple, more raw that way. And your style makes up for it. I really really enjoy how the piece overflows with skills, amazing skills.

    5/5 of course

  • 8 years ago

    by ThebutterfliesMuse

    This poem really made me think which is a greattt yhing.

    The first stanza I feel really makes the poem shine. We truly all want someone to make us feel safe so thr monster under the twist no one expects. Nights are always cold no matter what especially if you feel alone. I also like the love twist as you no longer yearn fot anyone as you love someone already. Then the third twist in the metaphor suicide of the love you once felt but no longer have. This person whom you loved hurt you and that is horrible because a heart is not something to be played with.I loved all the stanzas as they flow so well together. The imagery plays in my head so well as you describe everything in detail. Excellent. 5

  • 8 years ago

    by Fading Memory

    Yes and i like it :)

  • 8 years ago

    by Fading Memory

    Yes and i like it :)

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