Persecution of the Monster

Since I was a child

I’ve been alone

Until aloneness I made my own

And now I can’t mix, perhaps I don’t 

Want to, for no light has shone

Or will shine in my heart as black as darkness

For darkness others have left unexplored

Ignoring their own self they’ve gone

Far away from their core to tame 

Themselves and now they’ve been, well lame

Deprived of their primal thoughts, they’ve been floored

Ignored, isolated until at length been bored

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Just a peer is all it’ll take

To make a home of your own

A home so dark but oh fun it’ll be

And then you’ll see and thank me

With delight you’ll scream screams of joy

When you’ll meet a little boy

Who was left when you wanted a change

A lonely boy since then has been chained

Bound and gagged he screamed in pain

Writhing and bleeding and seething in shame

Drained in trenches, drenched by rain

Yelped for help but all in vain

Anguished and wronged and maimed

Branded toxic, primal, monster slandered and blamed

Has returned to you with his heart inflamed

A monster with a raging fire

He demands you to love and admire him

Like he’s admired you all these years

Where he crumpled deep inside you gulping tears

You’ve been alone without him too

Always felt something essential is missing

While deep inside you he waited hissing