The Boy Who Hated Everything

There once was a boy, who couldn’t love.

He has alot of wants and alot of needs but no love was there in his heart.

He has a heart but it didn’t work the right way.

There was a heart that pumped blood through his body and kept him alive….

But it never fed his soul.

He remained empty, without love and without caring for the remainder of his days.

Days which were many but without meaning.

He never looked for meaning.

He let his loved ones die without thinking twice.

He was a monster.

And thus, the boy became worse than any animal he would not eat.

He was an empty shell. A void.

There was a body, but no conscience.

The boy was not a boy.

Posing as a boy.