r/u_Quark-n-Quill

Behind closed doors,
the tears and screams.
Duskworn nights
spent battling your dreams.

People you know turning on you,
cornered by blank faces with
menacing cackles and smiles so fake,
covered with a sheen of sweat
as you jolt awake...

Go on, look into the mirror,
take a peek at who you’ve cremated.
Is that even you?!
Look at the monster they’ve created.

Remember?
Tears streaming down,
as you tried and tried.
It was only a matter of time though,
before you shrivelled up and died...

You’re a soulless body,
risen from the dead,

People inch away from you, afraid.
But who’s gonna tell them?

Monsters aren’t born,
they’re made.