I imagine that it must be frightening to look into the eyes of a monster. But I must be some kind of special because I look into this guy's eyes all of the time and I'm never scared, not even when he wraps his fingers around my throat and tells me,
Be quiet shut up bitch I hate you
Some days they look like flames are burning in them, those eyes, and sometimes I don't see them at all because I pass out too fast. And people see the bruises and they tell me I should get help but I don't need any help, he always shows up in the morning with flowers and an apology. And monsters aren't that nice, are they?
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.07 seconds at 2:58pm on Nov 18, 2024 via server WEBX1.