Unburdened Beast Poem by Kevin Patrick II
Unburdened Beast
Frostbitten from birth
No hands can hold me
All the doors have closed, and...
Every road leads to hell
So I return
Into the wilderness
Of myself
Bereaved of virtue
And
Untainted by salvation
A beast
Without the burden
Of being human
I am sorry dearest
But burning you alive
Was the only way
That I could feel warmth
From this cold worlds touch
Amazing poem embellished with great imagination and images. So thought provoking. A one of a kind poem.
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7/14/2026 4:49:10 PM # 1.0.0
Unrestrained passions, a clash of extremes, fire and icem slamming against each other. A visionary verse, Kevin.