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The Beast
I'm in pain can anyone feel my tendrils
crawling across the page in ink
everyday I fall just to get back up again
a fighter going ten rounds against the beast
the great dragon of old
his spiked tail
impaling me holding my innards
in my hands I suture the wounds
inficted by the master of destruction
who longs to suck me dry
from the inside out
left with nothing but a shell
no spirit left to speak of
inked in my blood
I speak in defiance to the powers that be
you won't engulf me
eat me alive
i've lived in chaos this life is mine.
crawling across the page in ink
everyday I fall just to get back up again
a fighter going ten rounds against the beast
the great dragon of old
his spiked tail
impaling me holding my innards
in my hands I suture the wounds
inficted by the master of destruction
who longs to suck me dry
from the inside out
left with nothing but a shell
no spirit left to speak of
inked in my blood
I speak in defiance to the powers that be
you won't engulf me
eat me alive
i've lived in chaos this life is mine.
Published 6th Apr 2013
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6th Apr 2013 10:19pm
6th Apr 2013 10:38pm
6th Apr 2013 11:34pm
Indeed I can feel it Crim and the ebb and flow of your battle... There is strength in your words.
Written with passion and penned so well. :)
Written with passion and penned so well. :)
7th Apr 2013 4:03am
thank you Magdalena it is a daily battle sometimes I win and others I lose..wishing you peace Crim
7th Apr 2013 10:04am
7th Apr 2013 5:15pm
7th Apr 2013 10:16am
I'm in pain can anyone feel my tendrils
crawling across the page in ink
everyday I fall just to get back up again
I feel it. This poem is perfectly raw and
definitely adds to the sense of fight.
you won't engulf me
eat me alive
i've lived in chaos this life is mine.
Strong poem.
Scribbler.
crawling across the page in ink
everyday I fall just to get back up again
I feel it. This poem is perfectly raw and
definitely adds to the sense of fight.
you won't engulf me
eat me alive
i've lived in chaos this life is mine.
Strong poem.
Scribbler.
7th Apr 2013 5:16pm
Anonymous
7th Apr 2013 12:40pm
release for sure crim
strider
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7th Apr 2013 5:17pm
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10th Apr 2013 7:33pm
23rd Mar 2014 9:15pm
sold me on it! if someone can climb an ink rope and find structure i'd say you will make it there first..
23rd Mar 2014 9:19pm
thank you for digging in my archives reminding me where I've been and where I'm going :) with love Crim
