born into lonelyness
darkness flourishes inside
anger grows by every hertbeat
and Agony comes alive

as a weed in a lovely garden was I
hated by the gardener's, otherwise, so loving hands
the heart you once created
was ripped into fragile strands

in the search of a companion
I found a loyal friend
cause what is more loyal to me, than Lonelyness'
when all see me as a fiend

in time the agony I beheld
affected me in awful ways
made me a miserable, a murderer, a monster
not worthy the sunshine or beauty of days

// your miserable monster