The beast is coming, he is back
And he will cut me no slack
Closer he creeps, stronger he grows
How to stop him nobody knows
His steely claws dug deep in my head
I'm here to get you is what he said
To grab you and make you wish to die
I hear him say it with naught but a sigh
Ice cold fingers of death and doom
Fill my head with nothing but gloom
Into my mind like a thief he creeps
And into me all his evil seeps
It's no use fighting him it seems
He's there to ruin all of my dreams
Like the tide he just can't be stopped
Not even when all my bubbles are popped
Inward he sneaks and stronger he grows
Why he comes each of us knows
He'll make me weep, my sanity destroy
He treats my heart like his own little toy
Into shreds he'll rip my sacred soul
Nothing but sorrow will he dole
His playground will be my precious mind
I cannot fight him with anything in kind
He is strength where I am so weak
Yet some peace is all that I seek
No peace for me will there ever be
As long as his war washes over me
Long ago I was handed this on a Christmas card, which is so wonderful to share with you at Christmas time.... Man learns by hardship slowly and pays with sweat for light He never would have seen the stars had he not seen the night....... By: Rousseau...... And thanks for your comment on my recent attempt at writing a poem...... Kind wish's and a glad heart to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let the beast out and let it release go away from your soul, and then bring your heart to the real path that you can do...the beast will never can claim his place to control your life, this is yours not him...never give a chance for him take over you again...you will deserve a peace, no place for your life to be wasted because in your life, you is the king no one else_Soul