The Monster In the Room

As I sit in the corner
Of this darkened room
Staring in horror
At the door
With the pounding
Ringing in my ears
Waiting for the monster
To finally break free from it's cage
And it's shackles and chains
A monster I've held back
For years and years
Praying I don't slip
This rage inside of me
I'll never be able to explain
Trying to forget about the pain
The uncertainty, the fear
That the ones that I hold dear
My friends, my family
They'll finally see my greatest fear
The fear of never being good enough
Being always below the bar
These mind games
I can no longer take
Because I'm about to break
This rage inside me
The monster that no one can see
I'll try my hardest
Never to let it free
But these games and these lies
The keep twisting my heart
I'm about to fall apart
Because these feelings
I've been trying to bury so deep
Keep clawing themselves up
Trying to get out of this black hole
That used to be called my soul
That soul that was crushed and bruised
That no longer can be used
The fear of never being good enough
Rises to the back of my throat
As I sit in the corner
Choking and sputtering on this fear
Staring at the door in horror
Waiting for the monster
To break into the room
Then I look in the mirror
And see the monster staring back at me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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September 29, 2011 at 9:21 AM
I am very happy to have been able to read your poetry today Rebecca. I do not have a lot of words to comment on it but I want you to know I did read it. Every poem as with every poet has a different meaning and I do not wish to misinterpert your poetry. I do love reading poetry here and I get inspiration from others poetry which enables me to write new poetry myself. There are lots of wonderful people who give great comments here and I hope they all read your poetry and comment. Love, Carol
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