Clawing my way to freedom, I pause for a moment's rest. I breathe in the sweet air, while I stop to think. I recall how I became the creature of the night, how my fangs grew and I craved nourishment less. Less than I had expected from before, only to be met with a hunger like no other. And still I crawl out to the earth above, hoping to find an answer I had hoped for. Until I fell upon a stranger in the gloom, to chance upon a human, not a sister or brother. For we share a bond, the monsters who lurk in the shadows, as much as I may despise what they are. For it is what I am too, I have come to realise, you see. For I too killed and enjoyed how it felt, though I knew, in my heart of hearts, I had taken it too far. And still it stays with me so, across the centuries, so I seek only to kill when it felt as though it could be justified. All in the face of the worst of history and nations across the globe. For nothing matters more than squashing an insect because it has time to act, like a wasp or a fly. And as a creature of the night, I still only wish for peace, though I know my debts are too great to be paid in full. I can only sit back and allow what is to be, in this course of human history. Knowing with this power comes the ability to act in good faith, not allowing it to be all for nought, no matter how much the current moment boring or dull.
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nothing else but my heart's desire [COLLECTION] | FINISHED
PoetryMATURE THEMES THROUGHOUT. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. A collection of words (poetry and prose) my heart wishes to say, but has not found the courage to do do. [FINISHED]
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