by TigerLily Saturday, May 15 2010, 11:44am
Gary Oldman as Dracula
I could fold in on myself
like a flower closing its petals for the night,
wrapping itself up, protecting its heart
from the insensitivities that surround it
and the malevolent forces
that lurk in the night.
If only I could hide
from the consequences of my actions
and retreat from
the pain I feel after having unintentionally
caused pain in another.
I should never have been let loose
on an unsuspecting, fragile world
where innocence and sensitivity fall prey
to rampaging brutes like me.
But I have never been able to
contract or retreat into morbidity or melancholia.
I am left exposed to the elements
to feel the exquisite hurt and pain,
returned to me in triple proportion,
from having hurt those for whom I have deep affection.
I have no right
-- regardless of good intentions --
pain or even discomfort on another soul.
No right to cause the slightest mental perturbation.
What type of star-spangled monster am I becoming?
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