There was once a monster
feared by none
but hated by everyone.
Those he loved
were the one to burn bridges first ,
his desire for love
was mocked by one with rusty hearts .
Tired of such hurt
he looked at the mirror this time first ,
what he saw was horror at it's worst
scars covered his body
he was nightmare to be talked in hush .
Done with all
he took rope from the one who collects death for stocks .
Walking to the church
he hanged himself in front of the world.
And the last words that roared
were
" Sometimes healed scars too lose the war "
