A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn

oblivion's bride always the option never the priority. i am the monster clawing at the sun. i've always wanted acceptance yet received rejection. outcaste from even the outcasts, i stood on the tip of the coldest moon beam. only jupiter could understand my pain — the once planet reduced to stone as i was rescinded from girl to beast. i know my father was vicious or they tell me so. i look in the mirror and i don't see a girl, i see the monster my father was. my claws are always veiled beneath subtle words no one ever understands. they make me meaningless and moot without purpose in a world that seems full of purposeful people. i try so hard to shine like a star, but the stars whisper all my fissures to me, and unravel my scars until i'm spooling moon silver on the dew. no one wants 45