Saturday, September 28, 2013

Becoming the Monster

Once I walked in the light.
The morning sun was a welcomed friend.
Now, I only seek the night,
Creeping from shadow to shadow.

I used to greet my fellow man,
But these meetings are no more.
I find no warmth in an open hand,
Only a distant memory of a lost life.

When I am forced to tread among humanity,
I fain that I somehow belong,
Just another soul consumed by greed and vanity,
Always dreading my true form will be discovered.

All that I used to be is gone,
An empty shell is what remains.
Friend, do not linger here for long.
The girl has become a monster.