Beauty is the Beast

by RainingSakuraTearDrops

A Dramatic Monologue based on the characters form the fairytale Beaty and the Beast. Done at the beginning of my first college year.

Beauty is the beast.

How I'd love to tear those fools limb from limb, to hear their bones. Break. " Come out you beast!" They call your name beauty. Their torches blaze to burn the belle called "beast".

No. The beast before me is taunting me. How I hate his voice that cries war, his claws that peel flesh, his breath that reeks death. He calls me "beast". What is beast? He is, not me.

Don't kid yourself, Belle. These claws that are mine are yours. You killed the people. You thrill at the sight of their blood, the sound of their screams.

I hear the beast but I don't see him. His vile voice calls out to me. Where is he? When he speaks the world turns dark. Is he...me? No.

We are the beast. We are the form that bears the name. We hurt them Belle.

I don't hate the beast. I love the beast. I am The Beast.