Monsters ( Inspired by Jadembers)

Good job! 😊 You're a master of pace and flow dude!

wow! coming from a poet of you skill really make me smile BIG!

Thank you much :-))))))))))))

For my part, I'm the jumpiest person when it comes to loud noises, sudden touches and the dark. I still leave a light on outside my bedroom door. Monsters live in different clothes for us all, I think. Monsters we can't forget. I'll meet yours with a big stick and wrap you in a fierce hug

OK - but you will need to put nails through the end of your stick :-))

Huge Huge Hugsssss :-))))))))))

David, my friend, the way this flowed and the truths it held...it really got me, in such a fantabulous way...I can't even describe it...shaking my head yes, giggling here and there, tilting head to the side pondering your points and absorbing each question...yes...I liked this muchly!

A gazillion warm fuzzies for you my friend as always...wrapped just a bit tighter...

xoxo Taryn

thank you sweetie you are always so kind :-))))))

1000 huge hugs winging their way to you :-)))

Some say that forgiveness is the first step toward healing, but I think that's bullshit. In the movies they kill the monsters, but not until the writer makes you feel sympathetic for these beasts. But I can feel no sympathy for monsters who harm children. Even King Kong and Frankenstein's monster were capable of love, even driven by it's allure. But human monsters have no such redeeming qualities. A stake through the heart or burning at the stake are insufficient justice for their crimes!
JJ

On this one I agree with you 100% my friend :-)

thank you for your wise perspective :-))))

This is awesome my friend!
Bear Hugs Buddy !!

Hey Bro - so glad you liked them :-))) stoked :-)))

Big scottish bear hugs Bro :-))

David,
I'm very honored that I inspired your lovely piece here. I truly feel honored. Thank you.
As I was saying on my work it seems the monsters have human skin. They leave the most marks. The worst scars are the ones in the mind. It is also the worst affliction in my eyes.
My first and second monster was my parents, who from day one where at best slightly neglectful. For example I needed foot surgery when I was 1 that required physical therapy. My parents did the therapy I would say 1/4 of the amount of time I needed. Another example is one time I was sick with strep and they let it go so long I developed scarlet fever. I nearly died, but all they cared about was the money it would cost. As time went on my mother became more and more neglectful and start physically hurting me. I also have and had a stomach disease, ( born with it) and they didn't seem to care much.  In fact they cared so little I felt they wished it would kill me by trying to help it. Then my mom and dad let their friends take me and torture, rape, terrorize, and take pictures )to sell,or keep, I don't know). They didn't even try to press charges. It got worse and worse.
All this is why I think monsters have stripes. I think it all starts small with human monsters. I think they have different levels of depravity. I have seen compassion in monsters eyes that seemed so genuine that it always made me wonder. It made me question everything I thought I knew. It made me wonder if even the monsters themselves are hunted. If somewhere inside they can be reached if they wanted to. I also think that they don't want to come back from being consumed by whatever drives their horrindous actions.

A lot of your poems have that inspirational quality. Unfortunately I also think that the passion in this poem came from your suffering.
I was so saddened to read of your suffering and sadly we have similar experiences - I was also trafficed  but by my father after he had got bored with his sexual abuse and torture to a church group at around 8 years old and I was abused and tortured from 8 to 13 I had made peace with it until about 6 years ago when I developed PTSD through surgical trauma and now I see and feel it like it was yesterday. It is unfortunate that sometime inspiration comes from a shared period of suffering.

even still thank you for inspiring me :-)))))

Your right. We are similar. I have ptsd too. Please reach out of you need anyone.

Your very welcome.

thank you for such a kind offer :-))))

It doesn't surprise me anymore the suffrage of us all. Well done David.

Yeah - suffering, if you survive usually leads to poetry :-)

thank you :-))))))

Spot on darling! 🤩