Shakespearean Sonnet from the Perspective of Victor Frankenstein

Note: Victor is the Scientist Who Created the Monster, Not the Monster Itself

Drew Lipsky

My eyes are filled with pools of heavy tears
When I look at the horrid creature there.
His mere appearance stirs my gut and sears
My heart with burning flames too hot to bear.
O, that his too too evil flesh would melt,
Or better yet that mine would, for 'twas me
Who built the ugly thing, me who had felt
The monster's first pulse when he came to be.
How could I have been so naive to think
That my creation would end up humane
Enough to not seek my loved ones and sink
A dagger through my heart, my soul to stain.
Alas, my one hope is to track him down,
Then only will I at last cease to frown.

Published by Drew Lipsky - Featured Contributor in Sports

A huge player and fan of all sports from a young age, Drew captained his high school soccer team and also won a club soccer state championship. He enjoys watching soccer, basketball(especially college basket...  View profile

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