Not Finished Poem by Jennifer Gordon

Writers block.
stuck in my throat.
stopping my mind at the very words that I just wrote.
The beast inside
is screaming to be let out.
Never a moment for it to finally scream and shout.
I can feel it yelling and tearing through my bones.
Trying to make unfit room in its new home.
I am unsure of what it'll do.
Break me peice by peice until it's through.
Slightly frightening how I've tamed it.
I don't know if I can contain him.
Always screaming soundless pleas.
begging and waiting for it to be set free,
as it tortures and takes all the energy out of me.
'Release me.
Let me go, away out of you'
Amazingly tempting please, but only a few
'you know that I am used to you'
I'm not Pandora
I don't plan on falling into the deceptively dark sea.
'You'll be back, you best believe me.'
So I'll take it and bare it
Till the last night
Don't expect me to give up this greatful fight