Beauty Or The Beast

The Doctor

I lie down on the table, ready to be freed.
"Let us out" they do say, "we need to leave".
A shock of normality, a zap of pure minded-ness.
Be rid of this insanity, I don't care what the price is!

The doctor is odd, his smile twisted and eyes intense.
His process may be extreme, but it will be money well spent.
A deal with the devil, may I be rid of my sinful nature.
A signature, a vow, I scribbled on his papers.

Give me back my normality, give me a healthy mind.
Let me be generous, and let me be kind.
I always knew I had a dark side, and fifty other shades.
Some of them were good, and some should have never escaped.

Narrow it down to one, the purest of them all.
The person I would have been, had my mind not been shattered and mauled.
The doctor looks down at me, I'm scared to fall asleep.
"I promise you'll be cured once my treatment is complete"

I wake up hours later, and these urges are still lurking.
"Doctor", I say, your treatment is not working!
"That's strange" he said. "Do you feel split?
Do you desire to be kind? Is that something you can admit?"

I frown and I try, but I am split no longer.
This evil lurking within me has only gotten stronger.
"Doctor" I do scream. "You've left me with the worst.
I was never meant to be this way, your treatment is cursed!"

Un-do me, un-do me, put them back in my head
I'd rather have multiple than just one filled with dread.
The doctor shook his head at me, as I start to stutter.
"G-give me back my one true personality" I managed to utter.

The doctor laughed, his voice piercing through the room.
His shriek tearing through the dark and the gloom.

"My dear, you've been cured, it's not the treatment; you are wrong.
Your one true personality has been bad all along.
It will stick with you forever, like an oozing, revolting scar.
You will remain sinister for good, as it is who you are"