The Monster In Me
The monster in me rages to be free.
I am trapped in this cycle of misery.
The only things that seem to change are the faces.
The game remains the same.
I see the truth and I know it’s real.
Most of the time,
I cannot escape the way my heart makes me feel.
I’m driven by my lust and trapped by my fear, it’s my own voice that I refuse to hear.
That voice tells me I’m worthy and that everything will be ok.
Just push through and live another day.
In a world filled with people that crave that power.
I now realize that I cannot hide.
I will not cower.
The monster in me wants to be free from all of this narcissistic misery.
If I am to stand,
I must stand strong.
I must be resilient in this battle of what’s right and what’s wrong.
I must see the value of the person that I am.
I must learn to trust myself.
The monster in me is not a monster at all,
It’s that voice within me that says that I must stand tall.
Copyright © Cynthia Jorgensen | Year Posted 2017
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