The Monster That I Became

Every day I die some more,

every so often they scoff at my door

Every day I want to cry

But I hold back, I don't no why.

Every second I grow colder still,

every day I seek to kill,

he who caused me so much pain,

I hunt for him, but all in vein.

For if I finally claim my prize,

there will be nothing left for me inside,

if I finally take his head,

how will I fill my time again?

So now I fight a growing pain,

if the monster dies, I do the same,

I still don't no what I became,

but I know I can not go back again.