Monsters

25 4 3
                                    

You will never know my burdens, the lives I have destroyed in the name of personal justice. I am a monster who has been pardoned because of pretty eyes in a haunted face.

Knowing the weight of my soul, it's like knowing the weight of a metal tower. There's no way to keep on holding it the way I have been, yet there's no way to put it down softly without breaking. Eventually I will fall and the tower will crash into thousands of shards that no one wants to pick up. No one wants to touch pieces of a monster.

I will never release my burdens, because they are all I know. I will forever regret the things I have done for my selfish needs but I cannot regret having a heavy soul that allows me to see the world as the filth that it is. I am a monster. But I am not the only one.

Memories•Wo Geschichten leben. Entdecke jetzt