Monster

[Quick Note]: this poem is about domestic violence. This poem is not about me, but however people I know that have been through it. Domestic assault is nothing to dismiss. It could happen to someone you know and love or someone you've known for a number of years. Understand that to this day it still goes on, but it can be stopped. No more excuses, stop the abuse.
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You bring this inner being out from under me that turns me into something I'm not,
You curse with words paint me a certain way then be little me in front of anyone you can entertain.
I know I should love you, but
I also hate you and want to rip you to pieces and burn you till you can haunt me no longer.
You release my inner beast,
You drag him out whenever you want,
You created a monster.
Scratch me in pain with your threats,
Take my pride away,
Fight me till you're satisfied.
Just the tone of your voice to your height to the strike of your hand,
You make me think thoughts I wish I could just turn off.
How am I the evil one when evil is you?
You've given me life, but you've threatened to take it away in the process.
From throwing me down on the ground and
Roaring into my ears
To pushing me as I'm dragging my feet down on the ground to stop you from leaving.
To taking your abuse of what you call 'love'.
You release my inner beast,
You drag him out whenever you want,
You created a monster.
You're the reason why I'd rather take a gun to my head than to be away with you watching you pour yourself another drink as you pop a bottle cap off take your next sloppy sip.
You're the reason why I would want to end it than to keep moving along.
I feign a smile each day pretending to be perfect when I know half of my problems are far from that.
You've called me god awful names,
And lied to me when I've asked of you only honesty when you my blood couldn't give that to me as the same for everyone else.
You release my inner beast,
You drag him out whenever you want,
You created a monster.
I could never hurt you, but
All I could do is ball up my fist and punch the wall till my knuckles start to crack and break and bleed
Or pull my hair till I'm left bald to maybe even shouting from the rooftop till I can no longer speak.
Call me cowardly,
Call me 'too nice' or say I could never hurt a fly, but you're wrong.
Admit it you want me to die, but you don't say it because you tolerate me.
Evil, evil monster how could you be the one who is mean to me?
Evil monster, evil, evil monster how could you do this to me?.
You release my inner beast,
You drag him out whenever you want,
You created a monster.