The Monster Who Never Was

Love,
empty words.
I'm the monster.
That child of rage.
Who thought it was easier to be
thrown away.
Than to be treated with kindness.
She was the devil.
The girl beyond redemption.
But there's that light at the top of the well.
And she's afraid,
She's afraid to let it in.
Because if she does,
She won't know what to do...
She won't know,
And she'll weep.
Dare she should show emotion,
That this time she won't be beat.
She won't be shown the fake mask.
But the real face.
The face
Buried underneath all that pain.