monster born of monsters
I walk in the ruins he left behind
bracin against the weight of his hands
his cruelty
his presence
my father’s son
I wear his fuckin shadow
his rage. his scars. his poison
coursin thru me
stained in my blood
burned in my skin
branded with his legacy
I am the monster he made
the one who never stood a chance
b/c he taught me how to hate
before I’d ever been touched by love
I made his rage my own
b/c it’s the first thing that
ever made me feel anythin at all
hetore hope out of me
left me with nothin
but fists and words
taught me how to destroy
how to ruin everythin
before it could ruin me
no remorse
no guilt
just destruction
I am his reflection
a shattered version wearin his eyes
nothin I touch stays whole
I break it all
just like he taught me
I’m exactly what he meant to build
too far gone
twisted beyond repair
I carry the burden of him
like it’s mine to hold
in a way it is
it’s in my veins
my thoughts
my soul
the poison he left behind
is all I’ve got left to hold onto
a monster born of monsters
ruinin everythin in my path
b/c that’s what he made me to be
Very powerful and thought provoking. A child learns from the parent. Then as adults we have undue some of teaching to live the life we want.
Powerfully penned, Ambjr. Some behaviors are definitely learned, it’s tough carrying the burdens of others. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian