The Shapeshifter

Love is an adorable firefly watching over me

It gives me a warm feeling inside

Creating small butterflies inside of me

Washing away all my worries and fears

Reminding me to smile and feel important in life

A moment later, love is monster

The gruesome monster injects its sharp teeth into my skin

Leaving deep wounds

Later, I see my own blood trickling down my skin

The blood running out of my wounds stains the plants around me

I watch as I stain the plants

And I see their frustration as they suffer from my blood

However I do not seem to be concerned

My mind is focused on what the firefly used to be before it left wounds on my skin

I see vivid flashbacks of me smiling like a delicate flower

The memories deepen my scars, allowing more blood to spill out

I continue to watch more plants around me slowly suffer

The wounds will never close

And the blood will still trickle down my skin

I watch as I hurt everything around me

And the wounds grow deeper into my skin

Reminding me that I can’t wash the blood off or erase the wounds I have

So this poem is about love and I decided to take a different approach on this idea because poets describe love as soft and gentle.  However, not a lot of people attach the idea of love to a monster