Monsters

I  don’t  know  what  scares  me  more:

That  there  exists  monsters  in  our  world,
or  the  fact  that  monsters  are  not  simply  born.

You  may  question  how  this  is  possible
Yet  at  its  core,  there  is  truth  to  what  I  say.

For  monsters  are  created  and  formed,
by  forces  so  terribly  sad  and  awfully  tragic.

So  do  not  fear  the  monster  under  your  bed. 
Understand  the  beast’s  wretched  sorrow.
And  instead  fear  the  horrible  pain  it  endures.

analogybetrayaldarkemotionsheartbrokenfree verse

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