Poetry

Monsters Of Men

“Monsters come in many forms,
and mine found new ways to torment me.”

It was done. That instant of relief washed over me and I knew the war was over. At least, that’s what I thought. I found love, home, and finally freedom. My future, laid out before me. It was like being able to breathe for the first time in my life. It was like being able to see clearly for the first time. It was brief, but it was true. But monsters come in many forms, and mine found new ways to torment me.

© Sarah Doughty
2019

It’s a good thing
I’ve learned
how to survive.

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