• a person like you
    born from greed
    devils little angel
    his very own seed

    with demon eyes
    a voice that stings
    a monstourus face
    and dark green wings

    ur hairs on fire
    and u have no enemys or foes
    with razor sharp nails
    and a stench that grows

    ur a demon in my closet
    and a goblin above my head
    a monster outside my window
    and a ghost over my bed

    ur not tame
    and act fiercly to me
    ur total darkness
    something only i can see

    but he can see u
    and if he sees u
    ur in for a big surprise
    for if he was to see u

    he'd burn right through ur eyes
    he'd rip u to pieces
    laughing at ur painful crys
    torturing u until he dies

    my monster
    isnt wat u think him to be
    my monster
    is something made by me

    he's the things i dread
    all the hurtful words i have said
    he's the sackels around my swollen feet
    and the dangerous feeling of defeat

    he washes over me
    like the pouring rain
    becuse this monster
    is my pain

    twisted The End evil
    By: Emily watkins
    aka
    zaharal101