They search for a tear
As they tell me what I've done
As if I do not know
And there will be none
A monster they make me out to be
But I know with utter certainty
I am not so
A monster would have been careful
Methodical, sadistically secret
The acts of a monster
Would have been never known
I am no monster
Merely a scared girl
Determined girl
Who held her own
But they don't know
What fire I survived
By wetting the wood
Ere the blaze began
They don't understand
And I will not reveal
I took no pleasure in my role
His image I will not revile
But I also will not cry
Tears do not come for monsters.
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Inside the Asylum ✓
Short StoryA teenage girl murders her brother, forcing her into the local asylum. But what if she's not really crazy? One tragedy. One girl. Four white walls. Welcome to the Asylum. [a poetic short story] **Awards** 1st in Short Story - The Champ Easter Award...
