A large, ugly, and frightening imaginary creature
This is the definition of a monster
Does Oxford think of me as one as well?
My anger is large
More resentment than anything
All encompassing and with the force of hatred ingrained within it
My thoughts are hideous
Tainted with the mutilation born only of regret
I am frightening
Or maybe I just wish I were
I could be tough enough to face down the terror that frightens me
Imaginary is all that I could ever be
Existing with a presence so easily erased
Living life teetering the balance between shout and whisper
Until I am nothing at all
I am a creature of parts
Put together and taken apart
A Frankenstein of everybody's design but my own
A large, ugly, and frightening imaginary creature
So then, am I not, by definition, a monster?
And what does that say about me
That I am built of strength?
Or that I was amassed of cowardice?
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 1:14 AM UTC
A large, ugly, and frightening imaginary creature
This is the definition of a monster
Does Oxford think of me as one as well?
My anger is large
More resentment than anything
All encompassing and with the force of hatred ingrained within it
My thoughts are hideous
Tainted with the mutilation born only of regret
I am frightening
Or maybe I just wish I were
I could be tough enough to face down the terror that frightens me
Imaginary is all that I could ever be
Existing with a presence so easily erased
Living life teetering the balance between shout and whisper
Until I am nothing at all
I am a creature of parts
Put together and taken apart
A Frankenstein of everybody's design but my own
A large, ugly, and frightening imaginary creature
So then, am I not, by definition, a monster?
And what does that say about me
That I am built of strength?
Or that I was amassed of cowardice?
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