I don’t know the first thing about writing a poem, but I decided I wanted to try something new since I’ve been overwhelmed by my emotions lately. This is not something that I necessarily want
I don’t know the first thing about writing a poem, but I decided I wanted to try something new since I’ve been overwhelmed by my emotions lately. This is not something that I necessarily want to share, but I made a promise to myself that I would live outside my fear. I want to push myself to live beyond where I’ve been before.
So, here goes…
She once thought that the beasts of the world were in tales being told as a way to scare little children. Little did she know that she would have a beast in her story that would turn out to be very real.
How frightened she must’ve been at this realization. It’s no surprise that she would lock the beast away and hide the key where even she couldn’t remember its whereabouts.
Over time, seasons would change and she would grow up and fall in love, forgetting all about the beast that she hid away. That is until one winter’s night when she felt the beast’s pull on her heart.
She remembered that feeling. That horrible feeling. She started to remember more. There was good reason for locking the beast away and hiding the key.
She feels alone looking for guidance as she feels the beasts control over her, even now. If only she could lock it away again. If only she could lose the key forever.
She screams, but she is silent. Her voice which was once soft and sweet is now gone with her innocence.
Still, she perseveres. The beast will not win. She knows that she is strong enough to overcome any beast that she faces.
She no longer concerns herself with the pull of the beast. The control is hers for the taking.