12/30/09
The skin opens, and the beasts are released.
She sighs in relief.
The beast of anger, sadness, and sorry.
The beast of guilt, hurt, and regret
The beast of pain, loss, and brokenness.
...they bring such a mess.
To quiet that monster she cuts, it is able to escape.
When nothing is felt what else is there...?
Except to make sure the outside feelings are there too.
They take control of her brain and her heart...leaving only the pain.
She struggles to gain some way to hide all this shame.
The search for control is failing...all she can do is give in.
Those few minutes of pain fills her whole once again.
These few minutes she achieves that control.
The wounds will heal, the scabs will scar.
The cycle seems like a line, until those beasts push again.
And it becomes a circle and she begins once more..
The skin opens, and the beasts are released.
She sighs in relief.
The beast of anger, sadness, and sorry.
The beast of guilt, hurt, and regret
The beast of pain, loss, and brokenness.
...they bring such a mess.
To quiet that monster she cuts, it is able to escape.
When nothing is felt what else is there...?
Except to make sure the outside feelings are there too.
They take control of her brain and her heart...leaving only the pain.
She struggles to gain some way to hide all this shame.
The search for control is failing...all she can do is give in.
Those few minutes of pain fills her whole once again.
These few minutes she achieves that control.
The wounds will heal, the scabs will scar.
The cycle seems like a line, until those beasts push again.
And it becomes a circle and she begins once more..
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