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The monster of you

Bram Stoker's Dracula
Ain't got nothing on you 
With the way you've sucked
The life out of me

You're like Frankenstein
Created in your own lab
With psycho idealogies
That I abhor

You're like Jason or Freddy
Upon my heart
And the horrors aren't out there
They're in here with you

You're the misery to my sanctity
The birds flying around my mind
I should have seen the omens
But you held the silence of the lambs

I've wanted to scream
Ever since you became alien
And wrote those ghost stories
On my ever loving heart

When you acted like a werewolf
Is the day the earth stood still
And I lost my love for you
Somewhere on Elm Street

Maybe you think this is child's play
And I'll always be around
But that's where you're mistaken
And the haunting begins for you

I'm saying goodbye to this
Hopeless switchblade romance
With a yen to see you living
In motel hell

May thousands of flies
Flutter in your windows
And things come out of the dark
To be the strangers in your house

© 2023 Loly Rinn
The October '23 Dark Writings
Photo by alexey turenkov on Unsplash
Published inOctober '23

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