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
