This beast inside - hungry for fame!
(hungry for something that won't fill her chest
because she's empty and
she only wants to get ahead)
won't get her way - I am not allowing her
in my creation, she's the shade
she ***** the blood out of everyone -
but mostly herself
she's drained, she craves
this beast inside - **** her with kindness
she's only just there - accept her today
she aches, too
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 6:35 AM UTC
This beast inside - hungry for fame!
(hungry for something that won't fill her chest
because she's empty and
she only wants to get ahead)
won't get her way - I am not allowing her
in my creation, she's the shade
she ***** the blood out of everyone -
but mostly herself
she's drained, she craves
this beast inside - **** her with kindness
she's only just there - accept her today
she aches, too
A poem about the cut-throat side of me. And how to cope with her.
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