When they look into his eyes, you can hear their whispers "he was born evil" "beware, he's not human" "don't befriend this creature".
If they only knew that lonely and dark heart of his was once kind hearted.
If only they knew those eyes of his once saw the world with love and compassion.
If only they knew how much pain he endured in a world he once thought was beautiful.
How much betrayal he faced with a delicate heart he once had. If they only knew his story they will understand why he became the cold hearted person he is today.
If they just saw how generous he was to his beloved friends they would shed tears of sadness and pity him. He was a helping hand who accompanied everyone that came across. But that one day when he just needed one person just to help and hear him out, all they could say was "what did he ever do for me?" "he wouldn't even be thankful?" "I'm busy ".
And those words he heard kept ringing in his ears, day and night, as flashbacks was running through his mind, how much suffer and pain he indured for them not even one was grateful enough just to be there for him.
Now he has become the monster in these so called human's eyes but what they haven't realized it was them who created a monster.
And maybe there will be a human with a heart that was just like his that can cure his broken soul, but as they say "can he ever love again....?"
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The so called "Monster"
PoetryA poem/short story, of a broken soul. if they only knew why