I see myself changing, becoming more vile. A monster evolving, losing my smile. In this prison, the darkness grows near. The monster Dad created, feeding on fear.
He gave me the blueprint, a path to despair. Now it’s a fast track, a life beyond repair. In this cold cell, I feel the beast rise, the innocence fading, the light in my eyes.
A little group follows, they look up to me. In this twisted world, we’re striving to be free. But the cost is high, the price is our soul. As we dive deeper into this endless hole.
The leader I’ve become, a role I despise. Leading them further into a life full of lies. My heart aches for the boy I once knew. Before the monster within me so cruelly grew.
I never wanted this, this legacy of pain. But the anger, the hate, it all feels in vain. As the days pass, I harden inside. The softness of youth, now cast aside.
My father’s shadow looms, a haunting embrace. His lessons of cruelty etched on my face. I see his reflection in the man I become. In the choices I make, the battles I’ve won.
This group that follows, they see me as strong. But in my heart, I know it’s all wrong. For every step forward, a piece of me dies. As I lose myself to the monster’s disguise.
I dream of freedom, of breaking these chains. Of finding redemption amidst all the pain. But the monster inside whispers and calls. Pulling me deeper into these prison walls.
I see myself becoming what I feared the most. A monster’s legacy, a haunting ghost. In this cell, I fight, I struggle, I cry. For the boy I was, for the dreams that must die.
About the Creator
C. D. Guzman
After a long 18 years I am finally a free man.
Welcome to my therapy, my thoughts, my struggles, my life.
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