I’m no one’s monster.
I walk up and down my own darkness,
Enjoying the bleeding freedom
Fought and won over the dim light of the morning.
I’m no one’s pain.
I exist on my own, suffering, torturing the soul
Screaming into existence, shocked by the mayhem.
I’m no one’s heart.
I lie still, inert, in a useless space
Invisible, content....a forced smile betraying my humanity... no one sees me,
I’m free at last.