Lion

Asking my heart for it's reason behind it's tug
"Why does this magnet seem so strong to this person?"
"Can't I find a cure to make this all dissolve?"
Heart is on a leash from barking three insane words

Three birthdays pass as this Lion develops
Every moment, every thought
Pressure within; yanking at this leash
Watching as the fabric tears apart
Fragile threads hold it slightly,
Yet the Lion inside still rages

Road construction makes the journey tough
Illegal mountains set in place,
Female names glide right out of your mouth
Comparing their qualities to gold and silver
Leaving me feeling like a rusty nail
Wanting to feel like a picked flower, not squashed grass

My facial expressions are cloudy,
But my heart is a growling Lion for its prey
The teeth are eating me alive inside
Claws of insecurity rip my flesh in pieces
Regretting this circuit from my heart to my thoughts,
Yet, I can't find a plug to make it stop flowing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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November 10, 2016 at 8:58 PM
Intense dark and beautiful poem.
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November 10, 2016 at 9:09 PM
Thank you!
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