monstersamongus

here are days where I can feel me,
I can sense me, taste me.

The me I've been without...
The me I've been covering for...

The me lost within innocence,
The me controlled in confinement.

The me trembling in memories.
The me confused in unrememberance

I can feel me...

Stirring deep within.
Intolerably restless inside,
Rattling the walls of my body.

An itch in my throat...
My voice clawing it's way to auditory heights.

The empty pit In my belly...
Lies I've been fed.

The tickle upon my tongue...
Truth tied to uncertainty.

The ringing in my ears...
Thoughts too loud to hear

The fog in my head...
Choices masked in indecision and fear

I can feel me,
I can feel,

Embers fiercely burning fire back into my soul...
Melodies rhythmically beating song back into my heart.

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