Peter's Monster

A monster

Haunts me,

In my wake,

In my dreams.

It's fists

Rained down on me

Like hail

Falls from the sky.

Bang, Bang, Bang.

My head met the ground.

Pound, Pound, Pound.

It's fists trapped me.

I coward, sobbing,

Aching and wishing it away,

The monster laughed and spit at me,

Claiming me useless, a coward.