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Monster

What do you do when you realise you're turning into a monster?

Things you've never done before,

Words you've never said before,

Sins you've never committed before;

You start doing them all.

You constantly get drawn into situations that compel you to offend,

You break hearts that you cannot mend,

And the apologies you cannot send;

You don't have second thoughts.

Most times, you feel no remorse,

For thoughts so coarse,

You try to push them away with so much force;

Yet, you fail and miserably so.

There's more bad than there's good,

More of what you shouldn't, than what you should

In what you wouldn't usually do, but now would;

Even so, your conscience is wide awake.

But what do i do with that conscience,

When all I think, speak or do turns to be nonsense?

And I am left with lies and only lies in my defence.

I no longer recognise the person in the mirror.

These things will remain with me like a shadow forever

That I don't often ponder,

But I am afraid, these vices will make me grow fonder;

And then someday I will have turned into a monster.