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The Monster i Be

Poetry By: thatlonelyone

Tags: I, Hate, My, Life, You, Can't, Control, Me

Sometimes there's just nothing anyone can do...

Submitted:Apr 4, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 1    Likes: 3   

Every time I feel this way…. Every time I get this angry…. Every time I get this down…. Every time I get like this. This feeling creates this loss for words. This feeling wakes up the monster in me. This feeling gets me rowdy, gets me ready, gets me energized. This negativity is something that doesn't just go away on contact. This negativity is something that doesn't just get out by punching a wall, breaking a hand, cracking a skull. This feeling isn't something that can be grabbed out of my body. It's not something that will be destroyed; it can only destroy what everyone else has been working so hard to build up. But there's something else, the feeling is controlled by the monster you constantly wake up. Don't let me get this way. The only thing you can do is run. Run away from whatever is taking me. You can't save me, you can't help me, you can only destroy me.


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