The cage of the beast is what I am.A Poem by Lord of mad men
From the darkest reaches of my soul
A lone beast cries out It feels how brittle it's 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.... © 2018 Lord of mad men |
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Added on June 2, 2018 Last Updated on June 2, 2018 AuthorLord of mad menThe void., PAAboutI am broken I am scarred I am twisted I am burned I am corrupted I am warped I am distorted I am me After all this time? Always...... I was born the first day of the tenth month of the ye.. more..Writing
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