The first sight I saw when I opened my eyes
was the face of my creator.
Excited to greet him, I began to rise
but upon seeing his face, I froze.
He screamed and ran away
and foolishly thinking it was a mistake, I followed.
But when I caught up, his horror-filled face kept me at bay;
upon realizing I was the cause, my heart hollowed.
Grabbing some clothing, I ran from the house in shame.
I found beauty in the world that surrounded me,
but the loneliness in my heart even the Nightingale's chirp could not tame.
So I set in search for a place I would not have to flee.
Pity me though, because my misfortune I could not seem to rid.
I came upon a village and thought I'd found my salvation,
but they threw stones at me until I ran and hid
at a cottage that for the next year was my station.
Next to me was a family of three:
a son, a daughter, and a blind old man.
Over the next year it is from them that I was able to see
the complex range human emotions span.
I secretly learned the meaning of the things they spoke.
More importantly though,
I learned how much different I am from these folk;
It was following this realization that my loneliness once again began to grow.
Alas! I still tried to be worthy of their love.
For their friendship I tried to plea,
but what would they understand? Their creator watched them from above
while mine sickened at the sight of me.
It was then that I made up my mind.
I will too have a companion with whom I can enjoy my day!
I am a monster of your design
and until you atone for this, you and your loved ones will pay.
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