That beast you feel, locked deep within
Shredding your soul with casual contempt
Force it back though it sears your skin
From inside. Tearing pain with each attempt
At freedom. It begs release with silent roar
Climbing higher with vicious blind intent
Hold tight, keep it back with all strength in your core
Though it promises no more than sad lament
How can you trust this creature built of pain
Who claws at your throat, again and again
The beast is strong, it surges, ready to fly
Too hard, no more, let it go
And cry….
Lisa
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Wow. Powerful poem. Let the beast out, don’t keep it in, let it go. Be free.
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Hugs its always better to let it out, not always easy though. ❤
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Thank you 😊 xxx
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Oh Lisa. I so feel this with you. I understand it. Crying WITH you. This poem is absolutely brilliant.
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Ah bless you Lorraine, thank you so much 😊 xxx
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This really hits home.
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A brilliant work by you
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Thank you so much 😊🙏
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Tears are good, but so is laughter. So……………………
Grief is a little like wind – better out than in!
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Well that made me laugh so….😂 xxxx
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How can you trust this creature built of pain
Who claws at your throat, again and again
The beast is strong, it surges, ready to fly
Too hard, no more, let it go- That line really got to me. I have to let that pain go; I can’t hold on to it anymore. Thank you
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Yes I realised the same…..,if this helped you in any small way I’m so happy 😊 xxxx
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Let it go and cry… Wow Lisa, that’s such a wonderful writing. I can feel every single word of yours.
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Thank you Rameen, that’s so kind of you 😊🙏
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My absolute pleasure 😊
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Thank you for this. I feel my beast is anxiety and I relate to this poem so much! 🙂
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Thank you I’m so glad you liked it 😊
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