In that box
In that box,
I scream, scream and scream
Scream until nothing inside me is left,
Scream until I let go of myself.
In that box,
I scroll in the ball,
Roll into myself
Roll until I sense myself.
In that box,
I untwist my self-animus,
Untwist the hatred, fear, jealousy
Until I feel nothing.
In that box,
I tame the beast within,
Tame, untame, tame,
Until another beast comes out.
And I am consumed again..
1 comment:
Well, must say that I do let things, I do let feelings and emotions go by writing poems. Still, as the words are my expression to feel free, people who read my dark-sided writing tend to see me chained in the stress. Still, still, thank you so much for your kind concern :D :D :D
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