The monster.

The wound in the monster

There is a wound in my soul.

Which you now and the tear apart,it bleeds so much.

Stop rubbing it.

Don't make new ones,

I can't bear it anymore,I can't bear them.

 

Now,you shout again.

Raising you voice,

Saying things to feed my wound.

Not looking into my eyes.

Hey,so you realize how much you are hurting me?

 

I run away.

Shouts and cries heard from everybody.

You talk after my back.

Stop talking

It hurts so much.

Stop talkingWhy do you do that to me?

Stop talking

Please realize,I can't bear it any longer.

 

It's you fault for turning me into this:

Wounded monster

Go away,I don't want your apologies:

Selfish monster

Tomorrow the wound will be almost healed:

Hopeful monster

Please don't open it up again:

Foolish monster

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