You know, maybe this is why I always used to fear
My reflection, why I always used to believe that what
I saw in the mirror was nothing but a monster
Was because I am truly a monster, I am not human
I consume victim after victim, without any remorse
I need to stop, but I won't
Stop, as long as I "feel"I won't stop..
But maybe there's a wayA quick short death
Or even a slow prolonged deathWhichever that I deserve
Just as long as I dieFor this beast within me needs to be put down
Before it damages another soul..
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Regrets And Feelings
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