what if the things that breathed life
into this monster inside me
are the hearts that i've mended
at the expense of my own?
or perhaps, the cruelty of this world
which constantly blew
the small flame of hope within me?
what if the reason
this monster continuously grows
is because i have never embraced it,
accepted it, and love it as it is?
because all monsters ever needed
was to be loved & not be feared —
because fear is the twin sister of hatred.
IA
Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 3:31 PM UTC
what if the things that breathed life
into this monster inside me
are the hearts that i've mended
at the expense of my own?
or perhaps, the cruelty of this world
which constantly blew
the small flame of hope within me?
what if the reason
this monster continuously grows
is because i have never embraced it,
accepted it, and love it as it is?
because all monsters ever needed
was to be loved & not be feared —
because fear is the twin sister of hatred.
IA
04.26.21.| "poetry is a creative means of human transcendence."
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