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Frankenstina
into her arms with everyday embrace
I always felt wanted around her
she gives new meaning to rebirth
taking out the bad and inserting the good
cutting out pieces of broken heart
replacing with a new
no more horrific thoughts
with a fully functioning brain
others see me as a monster
but it is she who comforts me
loving me as the women who took me on
not an easy battle fighting those that shun us
we become targets for their relentless hate
but I fight for her as the crazy experiment I am
attacking anyone that dares test my patience
she cries from my anger
begging me "please, stop the madness"
so I agree and take us away from the village
we move to the bell tower where we hide out
making her dinner everyday
with a side of sweet kisses
love her smile
but I know it only hides her concern
I wonder if she regrets what she's done
hell, I wouldn't blame her if she did
the villagers finally find us
coming with torches and pitchforks
calling me out “we only want the monster!”
she holds me back as I try to leave
crying uncontrollably at what certainly is my end
I am too strong and push passed my creator
setting myself in front of the unruly mob
they take me and beat me to a bloody pulp
my reason for living screams
"stop!! stop!!"
the Mayor of the town raises his gun
Frankistina jumps in the way
the shot shoots through her body
I scream “Monsters!.. You’re all monsters!!”
crying to the point of disbelief
the villagers start to leave
ashamed at their own blood lust
some time has passed since
I live on for her memory only
hiding in shadows, laying flowers on a grave
for the most perfect women
who seen the love in a freak
I always felt wanted around her
she gives new meaning to rebirth
taking out the bad and inserting the good
cutting out pieces of broken heart
replacing with a new
no more horrific thoughts
with a fully functioning brain
others see me as a monster
but it is she who comforts me
loving me as the women who took me on
not an easy battle fighting those that shun us
we become targets for their relentless hate
but I fight for her as the crazy experiment I am
attacking anyone that dares test my patience
she cries from my anger
begging me "please, stop the madness"
so I agree and take us away from the village
we move to the bell tower where we hide out
making her dinner everyday
with a side of sweet kisses
love her smile
but I know it only hides her concern
I wonder if she regrets what she's done
hell, I wouldn't blame her if she did
the villagers finally find us
coming with torches and pitchforks
calling me out “we only want the monster!”
she holds me back as I try to leave
crying uncontrollably at what certainly is my end
I am too strong and push passed my creator
setting myself in front of the unruly mob
they take me and beat me to a bloody pulp
my reason for living screams
"stop!! stop!!"
the Mayor of the town raises his gun
Frankistina jumps in the way
the shot shoots through her body
I scream “Monsters!.. You’re all monsters!!”
crying to the point of disbelief
the villagers start to leave
ashamed at their own blood lust
some time has passed since
I live on for her memory only
hiding in shadows, laying flowers on a grave
for the most perfect women
who seen the love in a freak
Published 20th Nov 2022
Author's Note
On the 6th day of Halloween I give to thee... tragedy.
Haha yeah, I know it's not Halloween but I edited this old poem of mine for my 13 days of Halloween poems and didn't release it as I chose something else for the 6th. Mostly because it was just an edit and i wanted poems that were more fresh.
Haha yeah, I know it's not Halloween but I edited this old poem of mine for my 13 days of Halloween poems and didn't release it as I chose something else for the 6th. Mostly because it was just an edit and i wanted poems that were more fresh.
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20th Nov 2022 7:10am
20th Nov 2022 8:04am
20th Nov 2022 10:48am
20th Nov 2022 11:43am
It's easy to feel like an outcast or monster sometimes but then you find that person who sees all the good parts instead of just trying to change you. Everyone is a puzzle after all; but when you want to change someone into something else, that's when you can create a monster. Because it's not really that person, everyone is pretending and that never lasts. When you can be beautiful monsters together, fighting for one another against the world. All the villagers carrying pitch forks, axes, and torches. Wanting to burn down that relationship. They will do anything to destroy that, to destroy you sometimes. Often it's just jealousy, control, and possessiveness. Why does she love that monster? Well that's not for them to decide. You are such an amazing story teller. I love how this flows and really holds the attention and the ending was just so sad; it tugged at my heart strings. I love the message in this one. Freaks in love are the best. ;) Still making my way back through these Halloween ones I love so much.
9th Dec 2022 7:07am
I wrote the original of this many years ago. It was always a favorite of mine. I guess maybe because it reminded me of my relationship in away. I'm in an interracial relationship in a rather red area. I've delt with a lot of nasty comments so that whole not feeling excepted, or good enough resonates.
To have that person that sees only good regardless of peoples hate means everything. And you are right about people will do anything to hurt you and your relationship. People's hate has no end.
Your comments are such a joy to read. I very much appreciate you checking out my Halloween poetry 🧟♀️ I know for me Halloween is a everyday thing hehe
If you want to read the original I still have it up on my old account:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/233000-frankenstina-re/
To have that person that sees only good regardless of peoples hate means everything. And you are right about people will do anything to hurt you and your relationship. People's hate has no end.
Your comments are such a joy to read. I very much appreciate you checking out my Halloween poetry 🧟♀️ I know for me Halloween is a everyday thing hehe
If you want to read the original I still have it up on my old account:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/233000-frankenstina-re/
