The True Beast
Trapped here in this state utter darkness
my dream begins to die
along with my hope
my twisted form
allows no love in my life
no beauty in this darkened world i live
no goodness in my heart
no one to hold
no one to comfort me
but then,
who could love a beast as me
all alone in this dark, silent place
i am forced to call this horrid prison home
i live a long silent life
in this tortured state
all run from me
for what i am is what you call a beast
only hatred is in the eyes that look upon me
my pride is all but shattered
perhaps kindness is the last thing i deserve
for all i am is a monster
you never deserved for your freedom
to be taken away
but i stole it from you
to selfish to see the pain i caused you
all turn away from my distorted shape
but all i ever asked was for someone to love the beast
and if i cannot love
then let me live
no more.