A monster of survival

I had to learn.

I had to learn to make hell my home. The walls burning, flames lashing out to bite my skin no matter what I did.

Sitting alone quietly reading, no words left my lips.

No air left my lungs.

Hush hush little one.

I had to learn to accept the floors of my home were built from rotten boards, they were never meant to support anything. The first sign of pressure and they started to splinter.

I had to learn to survive.

I had to learn to love my hell.

I had to learn to make hell my home.

So I made a warrior.

Tearing off my own skin until it calloused over.

Biting my own tongue almost in half to appease the demons that laid the floors down.

Snapped my bones like twigs

until they became unbreakable.

Tore myself apart from the inside out

Until my body no longer broke

It no longer bent

It no longer bled.

I left hells gates a human

But you sent a monster out into the world desperately trying to belong.

On its knees praying.

Praying for redemption for something you did.

Praying for forgiveness for finding a way to survive.