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Elliot Aug 2020
Whenever I look in the mirror,
I see Frankenstein’s Monster.
Where am I ?
Dissociated somewhere,
but hell,
even I couldn’t tell you where.

My eyes are no window to the soul
because my human vessel lost it’s soul
a long time ago
I found it,
shattered in the depths of my mind
in so many pieces,
I can never be whole again.

But is that what I want? Or
what society wants me to do?
to pass as a human,
to pass as a man.
Is that who I truly am?

So caught in the webs of preconceived
notions I’ve been fed all my life:
You are not a boy.
You will never be a real man

Well, *******!

I am untangling myself from this web,
leaving the toxicity behind,
surrounding myself with
the sunshine I deserve.

You can judge me all you want
Just know;
I am the one who is truly free.
Elliot Apr 2020
I am Frankenstein's Monster.
Only, I wear a veil.
It hides me from view.
Sometimes it slips,
reveals a glimpse of me.
People see, they run, they cry horror.
I am Frankenstein's Monster.
Elliot Dec 2019
After all the pain
I can't help but think
Is it truly worth it?
Elliot Aug 2019
Being here time stops for me
Everyone else is getting on with life, going to work, going on holidays..
Me, I am stuck
Elliot Aug 2019
Oh you monsterous voice in my head don't tell me otherwise. If I ever get to grasp ahold of you I will tear you to pieces, showing no remoarse.
For the time being I'll have to let you exist.
I will show you how strong I truly am, till you are deminished to nothing more than a spec of dust.
depression suicide
Elliot May 2019
We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.
Elliot Dec 2018
I am not alive
I am merely a vessel trying to survive
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