S ( / NYC)

Lost My Control

music was my life support
I never knew how important unit now
now because its gone
music was my release
it soothed my beast
calmed it
kept my beast under control
it was my way of releasing the beast without people noticing
with out letting people know i had a beast
With out losing control of it
but now I have no release for my beast
it is ranging inside of my
clawing at my inside
trying to get out
trying to break free
Eating me from the inside out
what will it do once it breaks threw my skin
will it harm or just cause havoc?

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Comments (2)

Wow this is such a sentimental poem
Beautiful, that poem was excellently written, I hope that beast calms down soon. -