To Be Monstrous

A poetry anthology concerning the personal developments one must go through when fighting your own monsters.
"The naïve rewire their brains to harvest their nightmares."
"Recovery is our Rome, not built in a day but being built still."

Author's note

For the Sweetest Kind of Poison Poetry Competition following the second option of character growth.

1. Oh to be a Monster


Oh to be a monster and not feel love.

To bargain remorse for levity and wings for burnt out stumps.

But oh to be a monster and sing a song of your own.

Of notes that speak lies

Where freedom is not a right but a wrong.

Oh to be left with a head full of choices,

Empty of people’s laws and

Free to be a monster with a love of your own.

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