Beast
There is a beast inside me.
Every time I open my mouth it tries to escape
but I close my eyes and swallow hard
and it is forced to stay.
It screeches, it screams, it claws at my throat
trying to be heard by someone, anyone.
But how, how can I release my beast when I feel so alone?
No one will listen.
They will all walk away
because they are too afraid to hear what it has to say.
So I must live with it inside me
its puppet strings attatched to my mind
telling me things I don't believe, but at the same time I do.
Now taking breaths is difficult
and shedding tears is easy
for they drown out the beast's cries
and make it easier to hear mine.
Wishing for a life
without secrets and pain and lies
that eat you slowly from the inside.