Control
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There are 2 sides to us. To be cliche, we'll call it our "Good" and "Bad" sides. The Monster is yourself. Your bad side, taking control of your actions and life. I wanted what "Made the monster so dangerous" to be left up more to the reader. Since we're our own worst enemy, we're all capable of doing different things. Some as serious as murder, or something tamer like thievery. Depends on the person. And guilt would make us forget things, since we don't want to remember what we've done. And as we slip more into the dark side, we lose more control. That's my explanation for it.

Control

by BookGirl

Who am I?

I'm the girl with a monster inside.

It likes to come out to play,

And when it gets restless,

You'll see a change in me.

My hazel saucers

Turn to almost black glints in the night,

My small giggle

Turns into laughter as seducing as a Siren's voice,

I'll lose all of my cares and worries,

And let my dangerous side show,

My gremlin will cackle in triumph

Since it knows I'm losing control,

And I become my Hyde.

It runs amok and creates havoc,

And later on I won't ever realize what I did.

But my little monster gets away with it.

After all,

There are no rules in the dark.

But when the shadows fade back into day,

And the moon falls below the horizon,

My demon shrinks back inside me,

To wait until the next time it can play.

Every day I have control,

But at night I'm forced to let go of the reigns since I can't hold on.

And pretty soon,

I won't have anything to hold on to.

And my monster

Won't be just a monster anymore.

Instead, the monster will be

Me

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a year agoReply
We all have a little bit of a monster inside of us some come out of frustration some come out with alcohol and some want to be free at any cost nice work

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a year agoReply
@anominous @bernardtwindwil Thank you both. I know it didn't have as much detail as I would have liked, but I'm happy with how it turned out. I wanted what "Made the monster so dangerous" to be left up more to the reader. Since we're our own worst enemy, we're all capable of doing different things. Some as serious as murder, or something tamer like thievery. Depends on the person. And guilt would make us forget things, since we don't want to remember what we've done. And as we slip more into the dark side, we lose more control. That's my explanation for it.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This was very well worded and you aced through the meter almost like an ominous dirge. So what is it that makes this monster so dangerous? I siren's laugh. Displaying a potentially bad personality trait. There was also amnesia. This was a good poem. It falls short on lurid detail with which it can make it exceptional. Good work!!

a year agoReply
This is very powerful. We are out own worst enemy.