My toungue swells in my throat,
choking my air, making me croak
It's liberating
It's suffocating
It's my Destiny
It's my Liberty
I can't feel
Nothings real
I want to love you
I want to hate you
I'm stuck in this mess
Ripping my chest
I'm still choking
You think I'm joking
You say it's all a dream
Then why can't i scream?
You want me to change
It fills me with rage
I bottle it up inside
It shifts like a tide
Growing and shinking
Slowly sinking
Embedded in my soul
It feels so cold
You increase my workload
I finally explode
I hurt and damage
Like a beast or savage
I can't control my rage
It spills out on the page
You've loosed the storm
Now a new beast is born
This new beast has surfaced
It seems to make people nervous
Are you happy with what you've done?
Get a headstart, you better run.
Comments
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ok um i no wat its like to have a beast inside i dont allow myself to feel emotions for fear of releasing the monster inside me but thats just me nice poem
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omg, thats like, really, powerful, the way you set it up made a total suspense feeling, omg, it was wonderful.

