Day 2: Monster

Many mothers have I Many lives I lived I did not ask for this existence People want me shivved I'm the color of sickness I sicken even me The only grace I have Is when people can't see Only silence answers my calls I need someone Red runs down my hands Mercy for me is none My creator dies I'm left with my cries

An easily recognizable Halloween monster, but in a very abstract way.

Ebonee Grace
SourceLicence:CC BY

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