my chest echoes
with the cries of my monster,
devoting anything that’s not you,
to a psychopath’s slaughter;
the monster in me
has a single-point view:
the only thing it wants
is the monster in you.
-L.M.G.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings
May our minds flourish with creation, and may our hands never deny its expression.
my chest echoes
with the cries of my monster,
devoting anything that’s not you,
to a psychopath’s slaughter;
the monster in me
has a single-point view:
the only thing it wants
is the monster in you.
-L.M.G.
When you fall in love
with a monster,
you either become
a monster
or a monster-slayer;
what you cannot do
is remain who you were —
the former version
of yourself
was sacrified
the moment you let
a monster into your heart.