I've been so lonely as of late. I set out to create a mate. Oh, who am I kidding, I'm not a poet, I'm a doctor, truth be told, more of an alchemist. Going to graveyards for body parts, all in the name of science, I swear.... to create life....boy did I **** this one up royally.
This is written from the point of view of doctor Frankenstein. It's his attempted poetry and is confession of his botched experiment.