I cannot hide from the monster inside.
It pounds,
It beats,
I never know when it's ready to feast.
Pumps the blood straight through my veins,
faster and faster,
it wraps my mind in endless chains.
Clouds my judgment when I need it most,
quickly transforms me into an unforgiving host.
I can hear it cry.
THUMP THUMP,
THUMP THUMP,
as it crawls up into my throat.
When I don't listen to its impulsive whines,
it bursts out from its unholy shrine.
It screams,
it shouts,
Until I no longer know its whereabouts.
My heart is a monster,
that much I know is true.
That's why my ribs have a cage,
to hold back its rage
from the likes of you.
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 9:16 PM UTC
I cannot hide from the monster inside.
It pounds,
It beats,
I never know when it's ready to feast.
Pumps the blood straight through my veins,
faster and faster,
it wraps my mind in endless chains.
Clouds my judgment when I need it most,
quickly transforms me into an unforgiving host.
I can hear it cry.
THUMP THUMP,
THUMP THUMP,
as it crawls up into my throat.
When I don't listen to its impulsive whines,
it bursts out from its unholy shrine.
It screams,
it shouts,
Until I no longer know its whereabouts.
My heart is a monster,
that much I know is true.
That's why my ribs have a cage,
to hold back its rage
from the likes of you.
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