My Monster

It lurks in the dark,
waiting to be fed by me - a great
appetite it has! 
Sometimes I feed it knowingly,
other times unknowingly.
It's growth patterns is somewhat irregular-
one minute it's too large and stout,
other times it's malnourished and stunted.
People get frightened when they see its reflection
in my eyes; violence is its symbolism.
The problem with the monster is that it doesn't
have a body. Spiritual warriors tell me that only
my mind can kill it.....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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La France Avatar
September 21, 2015 at 11:50 AM
Teddy, wonderfully penned for the contest, well done and thanks for visiting my poem, obsession. ..
Kimathi Avatar
September 22, 2015 at 7:06 PM
You are very much welcome BW! ^_^ Glad you enjoyed my work!!! *^_^*
Hunjeri Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 4:06 PM
The fears and pains we carry in us can control our lives if we let them. Only with steadfast strength from God can we conquer them. Great write Teddy. I love
Kimathi Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 5:24 PM
Amen to that! :-) Thank you for your comment Njeri! ;-)
Pinet Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 2:41 PM
The monster is not what others see in you, but as you, for all souls posses a beauty beyond our comprehension to describe, you need but look inside. Emile.
Kimathi Avatar
September 20, 2015 at 5:26 PM
You nailed it Emile! Only by looking inside us can we understand who we really are, and what we can achieve...
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