From the darkest reaches of my soul
A lone beast cries out
It feels how brittle its chains have become
It longs to walk in the light
Not as man but as beast
My strength is slowly withering.
The lock that bound this beast in place
Lies on the floor of my soul
Shattered beyond proper repair
People have only ever seen the cage
None have peered into cage
The dark hid this beast well
Now all will see who I really am
See what I truly am....
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Poems From a Mad mind.
PoetryPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
