It's a SecretA Poem by WynterPhoenixNewThe Thing consumed my soul. Permanently scarring, leaving a hole. My mind is a creation new. A cowering light, hidden from view. I want, I need to scream. To suffocate this unwelcome dream. I’ve fallen from my safety net, but I can’t tell anyone. It’s a secret. The Beast haunts my disillusions. Disrupting my horizon with its own protrusions. Forget the Beast and bury the celebration. I can’t even control the negotiation. To be cradled in the arms of a Beast, is a lingering, essential feast. I need to feel wanted, and yet, I can’t tell anyone. It’s a secret. The Fight, it’s been lost. Slain on the ground in which I’m tossed. A strategic battle ending in defeat, I’ve lived my life in the traveler seat. Giving up was never in my design. But this was always their battle, never mine. They’ve held the strings and I regret, but I can’t tell anyone. It’s a secret. © 2012 WynterPhoenixAuthor's Note
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Added on January 21, 2012Last Updated on January 21, 2012 AuthorWynterPhoenixAsgard, TNAboutTo my friends, Don't worry about my leaving this site. I might pop in every now and then, when I have the time but, for the first time...I'm all right. Things are different. My life is changing and.. more..Writing
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