Beast

There is a beast inside me.

Every time I open my mouth it tries to escape

but I close my eyes and swallow hard

and it is forced to stay.

It screeches, it screams, it claws at my throat

trying to be heard by someone, anyone.

But how, how can I release my beast when I feel so alone?

No one will listen.

They will all walk away

because they are too afraid to hear what it has to say.

So I must live with it inside me

its puppet strings attatched to my mind

telling me things I don't believe, but at the same time I do.

Now taking breaths is difficult

and shedding tears is easy

for they drown out the beast's cries

and make it easier to hear mine.

Wishing for a life

without secrets and pain and lies

that eat you slowly from the inside.