The Beast Within

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There was a beast that lived within me

At one time violent and destructive

Nasty and vile and it ate away at my soul

I struggled to tame the wild thing to no avail

Submitting and relenting and giving up on hope

Frightened of the things I saw I tried to run away from myself

Everywhere I ran I carried myself and my unruly beast along

I hid

But I was never able to hide from them

I tried to kill the beast and realized that I was only killing myself

I felt trapped

I then allowed myself to welcome the trap which drew the me that was attached to the beast in as well

I stepped away leaving them ensnared

Now I am finally free

The other me and the beast???

I have no desire to inquire

       The Beast Within©
         EdwinBrown9®™
                  8/6/17

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