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Aug 2016
The daylight grows dim
The sun goes down
I've passed through the day
But another journey awaits

I lay my body to rest
I say my prayers
I close my eyes
There the transition begins ....
My spine expands as my body lengthens
Taller I've grown in my worries

A million hairs of anxiety
Spring out of my toughened body
My ears grow longer in fear
Eyes red in anger
Sadness deep within my stomach
Rising out of my throat as a loud howl

All I sense is danger
Claws growing out of my soft little hands
Fangs emerge from my once harmless teeth
Into the mirror I glance
Only to see myself for the beast I am
Why would they care for me?

If I give them the chance
They'll light their torches and ready their guns
I have no choice I have to run
Memories of the wounds with which they inflicted me
Made me nothing but blood thirsty
Now I must hunt

But as I leap towards the streets
The sight touched me deep down
I've lost my appetite
Most in their comfortable homes
Tucked into their beds
Everyone else... laughing with their loved ones
Standing firm on my hind legs
I groan in envy as i observe their peace

It's almost the beginning of a new day
I just want to go home
All this trouble tired me away
Inner comfort emerges
It's ok you'll be alright
How I wish someone could pat my furry ears
But of course... who would comfort a monster like me?

Turning on my side
Pulling my sheet
I'm too tired for worries
Now I'm ready to sleep
The beast locked away neatly in this body of mine
Waiting for tomorrow night a little past nine

A new day begins
Here's the chance to prove the monster wrong
Who knows.... maybe today she wins
Shanice A Louis
Written by
Shanice A Louis  Brooklyn NY
(Brooklyn NY)   
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