Hannah Elizabeth Martin

The Beast - Poem by Hannah Elizabeth Martin

The echoes;
So distant but near.
So close;
As if I'm being choked with every breath.
I hear it within me...
demonic and fearful.
The cry;
The shrieks;
Oh God, I fear the Beast!
It lives in the depths of my being;
Poisoning all of my senses.
It tears at me;
Breaking me,
...until I'm nothing,
... n o t h i n g...
But a broken soul in need of His mending.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Wrote this a couple months ago when I was half asleep.
The Beast is metaphorical for sin entering a person's heart and mutilating all that was good until it destroys the person little by little.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012

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