..
Hardness in my chest
The Beast never rests
Clawing its way out.
I breath
Just a little
Feeling crippled
Afraid that you'll get out.
A block in the road
A scary old toad
Likes to sit and be
Alone.
When can I be free?
Who I want to be.
Can I keep the Beast
Not too near.
Or will you mistreat me?
Use me
Abuse me
Leave me
Out to die?
The Beast is here.
I withdraw,
The pain too great.
The Beast inside
Clawing its way
Shredding at the gate.
When the Beast is near
I have to take care
That it is just the fear
Inside eating away.
Letting no one in
Keeping its distance,
The sad wounded animal
It is.
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