What does one do with feelings
That are hidden deep inside
Like monsters that I dare not wake
I tip toe side to side
Unseen, unknown and safe from reach
They struggle to be free
One deep breath can hold them in
So no one else can see.
From where are they, who sent them here
And why attack my heart
This tug of war I can not stand
It tares my soul apart.
To look at me you’d likely say
No feelings I possess
But deep inside the monsters here
Have left my mind a mess.
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Author:
LM Mullins (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
thanks for sharing, a good read
I like the clarity in your words
on a subject that's so murky
and hard to ink without embellishments
or overtly dramatic tonality
'They struggle to be free
One deep breath can hold them in
So no one else can see.
From where are they, who sent them here
And why attack my heart
This tug of war I can not stand'
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