Dr. Jekyll And Mr.Hyde: Purest Monster(Part 2) Poem by Megan Schreiber

With one drink I am new
A complete separation from the good
And a heavy concentration of bad
In this body I am young and sturdy
While in my other I am old and frail
But in this body I am hideous
The evil permanently staining my face
I am the purest of monster
I feel no love for thy neighbor
I feel no compassion for any
There is none but rage
A madness flowing through my veins
My heart beats for evil
And my lover is violence
I urge for murder
Having no rest until someone feels my fearsome wrath
Whether a child or an old widower
Whoever stays into my path
No, no worries of being captured
For I do not exist
How can you catch a murderer who does not exist?
You can not
I am like a ghost
You can not find me, but I only find you
You will never find my past
I am new to the world
Not born but created
Made from my other body's evil
The streets shall fear my name
The name of the uncatchable murderer
The notorious Mr.Hyde