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The Making of a Monster
<p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>I have nothing left to offer.</p><p><br/></p><p>A world that promised colour</p><p>taught me only the language of grey.</p><p><br/></p><p>A place that spoke of belonging</p><p>forgot my name</p><p>the moment I arrived.</p><p><br/></p><p>Even this body,</p><p>this borrowed flesh,</p><p>has become another room</p><p>I no longer recognise.</p><p><br/></p><p>I was unfinished,</p><p>searching for solace</p><p>in the embrace of a broken society.</p><p><br/></p><p>It did not complete me.</p><p><br/></p><p>It simply broke</p><p>what little remained.</p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><p>Breathe, Joel...</p><p><br/></p><p>Breathe.</p><p><br/></p><p>Begin again.</p><p><br/></p><p>Perhaps this time</p><p>the pieces will remember</p><p>where they once belonged.</p><p><br/></p><p>The hands that promised to build me</p><p>left fingerprints shaped like fractures.</p><p><br/></p><p>They demanded excellence,</p><p>rewarded obedience,</p><p>and mistook silence</p><p>for peace.</p><p><br/></p><p>I stood where everyone stood,</p><p><br/></p><p>yet somehow</p><p>I was always outside the circle.</p><p><br/></p><p>An outcast,</p><p>not by choice,</p><p>but by design.</p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><p>They called me</p><p>a lone wolf.</p><p><br/></p><p>What a convenient name</p><p>for something</p><p>they first abandoned.</p><p><br/></p><p>No one remembers</p><p>the frightened pup</p><p>driven into the wilderness.</p><p><br/></p><p>No one remembers</p><p>how long hunger</p><p>can sound like prayer.</p><p><br/></p><p>They only hear the howl,</p><p><br/></p><p>never the silence</p><p>that gave birth to it.</p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><p>Now you look upon me</p><p>with frightened eyes</p><p>and call me a monster.</p><p><br/></p><p>Tell me...</p><p><br/></p><p>Who carved these edges?</p><p><br/></p><p>Who taught my heart</p><p>to beat with caution</p><p>instead of wonder?</p><p><br/></p><p>Who buried hope</p><p>so deep</p><p>that even light</p><p>forgot the way?</p><p><br/></p><p>You did.</p><p><br/></p><p>The same hands</p><p>that pushed me away</p><p>now tremble</p><p>because I survived.</p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><p>Do not fear</p><p>the wolf.</p><p><br/></p><p>Fear the village</p><p><br/></p><p>that keeps making them.</p><p><br/></p><p>For monsters</p><p>are rarely born.</p><p><br/></p><p>They are assembled,</p><p><br/></p><p>piece by piece,</p><p><br/></p><p>by the people</p><p>who refuse</p><p>to see themselves</p><p>in the mirror.</p>
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