The Boil, The Beast

Are you okay?

They ask

I’m sorry, it’ll get better!

They say


Yes, I answer

Of course

I reply


But it’s a lie

No, I’m not okay

No, not today


**There’s a pot**

**In my mind**

**Filling with emotions **

**None will ever find**


And when that pot

Begins to boil

It’s only calmed at night


For when the eyes close

The world seems quiet

Like the monster can never bite


Yet when you wake

The emotions boil

And the monster comes outside


Large glowing eyes,

Jagged, pointed teeth

Reach into your mind


**Claws rake down**

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**My ever churning mind**

**And dull the waters**

**With my knife**

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**It cuts my skin**

**And burns my flesh**

**As the emotions dull**

**And hide from my life**

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But it’s not permanent

No, nothing is permanent


Except my scars

They mark my battles

Near and far

With a boiling pot

And monster’s calls


So though I move

Pain stickingly through life

My soul if forever scarred

And nothing is ever right ****

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And the emotions boil back

Tomorrow, tonight

And the beast will awaken

Lundge, bite****

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