You see,he spent many years alone
Never believed in love,never got a family
A child to look after,or a wife to love and protect
One year he met his saviour,she gave him new life
A second chance but with a dead heart
He was cold and soulless,they called him a monster
But oh well...he was grateful at least a monster with a family to belong to
They took that from him,took his last breath
Can you see now? They made him a real monster...The Ripper
Drowned in rage,seeking for revenge
Looking for answers,needing someone to tell him why
Why he cannot have a normal life,why he isn't allowed to enjoy Summer days
His sky was filled with clouds,raining heavily never seem to come to stop
You call him a monster,when you made him become one
He was different? so what! aren't we all?
He got tired from all,from trying to explain to people
So be it,you wanted a monster he will give you one
And just when he was about to give up
The Sun of Summer shone bright outside his shields,this time not burning him
Giving him the warmth he sought for,giving him a reason to open his eyes,to open his heart once again
Your monster is her saviour,her protector..her one and only
She accepted him,she saw what you couldn't see
She found the beauty in his eyes,wondered behind the darkness
Waited to see the rainbow with him after the endless rain
She is his Summer, in the cold nights of Winter
She is his Winter,in the unbearable days of Summer
Always with him in Fall,The only flower he wants in Spring
The Monster you made,found his soulmate
YOU ARE READING
Elements
PoetryTime will reveal everything. What's fake and what's real,who is and who isn't. Elements...cause maybe we will discover new ones. Elements..cause we are the elements of our society. *Not edited*