Two Monsters

We are both monsters.

You and me.

Me? because I like you so much, and I hold too tight.

I have claws that grip,

Claws that tear. The relationship apart.

I’d tear the heart out of myself to give to you,

But now it does not beat.

You? because you can not see

How to stop the destruction.

You are a goggly eyed monster looking up and around.

Never inside or even down.

You roam and wobble never watching where you go, or who you step on.

I love you, you love me.

But we are monsters when we are together.

Is it wrong to love a monster?

Is it wrong to be one?